girlhood is lighting a candle to journal, paint your nails, and drink an iced coffee
my only mutual follower with sam fender right now is matty healy
the songs you listen to at ages 15-17 will rip holes into your heart when you listen to them again later in life.
Delmira Agustini, from The Selected Poems of Delmira Agustini; "The Flood,"
But now she loved winter. Winter was beautiful "up back"—almost intolerably beautiful. Days of clear brilliance. Evenings that were like cups of glamour—the purest vintage of winter's wine. Nights with their fire of stars. Cold, exquisite winter sunrise. Lovely ferns of ice all over the windows of the blue castle. Moonlight on birches in a silver thaw. Ragged shadows on windy evenings-torn, twisted, fantastic shadows. The sun suddenly breaking through grey clouds over long, white mistawis. Ice-grey twilights, broken by snow-squalls, when their cosy living-room, with its goblins of firelight and inscrutable cats, seemed cosier than ever. Every hour brought a new revelation and wonder.
Lucy Maud Montgomery, from "The Blue Castle"
Matty Healy & Timothée Chalamet
No, kids should not have unsupervised acess to the internet. Yes, I got that and it was the best thing that ever happened to me. Its a paradox.