April 2011
The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never...
– Haruki Murakami (via thecup-leanedback, urticaria) (via clairv0yance) (via hoovesandhorns)
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March 2011
You know, the man of my dreams might walk round the corner tomorrow. I’m older...
– Stevie Nicks (via bluelamplover)
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rubberbandgirl:
You are not happy, but what is love? Hate gave you me for a lover… And if you go forward, I’ll meet you there And if you climb up through the cold, freezing air Look down below you; search out above And cry out to life for a frozen love
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Stevie Nicks what would we do without you???
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my cult
peyote-princess:
no-boys-allowed tribe of gypsy faerys with kaleidoscopic eyes, acid-washed souls, and feathers in their hair… who pick mushrooms by the moon and look for crystals in the desert sun. smeared with mica, henna, and body paint. popping pills, howling at the big glitter in the sky, and spinning under psychedelic stars. riding unicorns at the bottom of the ocean and smoking...
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