Mine is the moon who commands to the tides, the pale queen of white nights and hybrids, of moods.

Céline Minard, Olimpia

Original — À moi la lune ordonnatrice des marées, la reine pâle des nuits blanches et des hybrides, des humeurs.

ewonenaellav:

[wakes up] [clown vanishes] aaaahhh that was a nice rest. i slept like a baby all night. time to start the day [gets up] [takes a shower and brushes teeth] [gets dressed] [goes about my day taking care of business] [comes home] fwoo i’m tired. it’s time for a hard-earned night’s rest. [lies down] [falls asleep] [evil clown materializes in my room and watches me sleep all night]