idk if you can read the sentence on the right page but its relevance is that a while ago my boyfriend texted me “goodnight, sweetheart” but sweetheart autocorrected to “stardust” and i thought that was really beautiful but anyway things have been really complicated lately so i ran away to the mountains to try to clear my head and it didn’t work but at least i made this while i was there and i’ve missed the mountains for a long time so 



Willow hasn’t quite mastered the concept of a cat door yet.

she looks so lost

It has been three days. The servants have rebelled and refuse me refuge in my castle. They point and laugh and take pictures while I have been reduced to grovelling to be let in. I fear this may be my last entry.

she looks like death, its so hot - Adam McEwen (text messages)

"Somebody like you can really make things all right for me." (Requiem for a Dream, 2000)

you’re hired
I want to care, but I don’t.
I look at you and all I feel is tired. -Elizabeth Scott (via seabois)

(via jumpingkitty)


She is not “my girl.”

She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.

How much more blessed can I be?

-Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist (via shayeofodile)

(Source: avraham-chai, via urbanisolationism)