“I want to melt into you, to be so terribly close to you that my own self disappears.”
— Anaïs Nin to June Miller, c. February 1932 (via loveage-moondream)
once i saw a bee drown in honey and i understood
“I want to melt into you, to be so terribly close to you that my own self disappears.”
— Anaïs Nin to June Miller, c. February 1932 (via loveage-moondream)
My favorite part of my morning routine is sitting in bed for 15 minutes and thinking about how tired I am.
is there anything sexier than shopping for school supplies and getting high off the illusion of productivity it gives you
growth isn’t always constant. relapses happen. it doesn’t erase all your success.
can someone please explain how it’s possible that every single month this year ended as quickly as it started and yet this whole year has felt like an eternity
i don’t mean to be political, but what if everyone had basic human rights
