Miss Spiritual Tramp of 1948

Devon. Lady.
Currently stopping over in Connecticut.
Huge fan of bears behaving badly.
Literary Nerd and Writer.
Flailing about awkwardly since 1989.



Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air.

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  1. "I am a hunter of beauty and I move slow and I keep eyes wide, every fiber of every muscle sensing all wonder and this is the thrill of the hunt and I could be an expert on the life full, the beauty meat the lurks in every moment."
    — Ann Voskamp  (via thatkindofwoman)

    (Source: awelltraveledwoman)

     
     
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  4. hurdygurdyflurdy:

    I want a movie that seems like your average boring indie movie, with a girl who moves to a new town and people think she’s so weird because she listens to The Smiths and Nirvana and wears slightly darker clothes than the other girls. She skulks around feeling like she’s better than other people because they text during breaks and she reads Jane Austen books or something.

    Then she meets a boy who notices her and they seem to get along. He listens to things she says and doesn’t really say much, and then one day he comes over and they lay on the roof looking at stars, and she starts babbling about how she feels mortal but immortal at the same time or some other crap, and in the middle of her speech the boy interrupts her. He looks at her and says that there’s something he’s been wanting to tell her for a long time. Expecting a declaration of love, she turns to him eagerly. He takes a breath, and says:

    "You are easily the most pretentious girl I’ve ever met."

     
     
  5. superbrownei:


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  6. tasseomancer:


inkpug:

The Sommeliette!

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    tasseomancer:

    inkpug:

    The Sommeliette!

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  7. joehwh0:

    gUYS WE’VE BEEN NOTICED

     
     
  8. princesshoneycunt:

John William Waterhouse,The Naiad,detail,1893.

    princesshoneycunt:

    John William Waterhouse,The Naiad,detail,1893.

    (Source: c0ssette)

     
     
  9. "

    Dear Future Daughter:

    1) When you’re at some party, chain smoking on the roof with some strange girl with blue hair and exorbitant large dark eyes, ask her about her day. I promise you, you won’t regret it. Often times you’ll find the strangest of people have the most captivating of stories to tell.

    2) Please, never mistake desire for love. Love will engulf your soul, whilst desire will emerge as acid, slowly making it’s way through your veins, gradually burning you from the inside out.

    3) No one is going to fucking save you, anything you’ve read or heard otherwise is bullshit.

    4) One day a boy is going to come along who’s touch feels like fire and who’s words taste like vanilla, when he leaves you, you will want to die. If you know anything at all, know that it is only temporary.

    5) Your mental health comes before school baby, always. If its midnight, and you have an exam the next day but your hands have been shaking for the past hour and a half and you’re not so sure you want to be alive anymore, pull out that carton of Ben and Jerry’s and afterwards, go the fuck to bed. So what if you get a 68% on the exam the next day? You took care of yourself and at the end of the day that will always come before a high test score. To hell with anyone who tells you differently.

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    — Abbie Nielsen  (via narobe)

    (Source: passionandcoffeestains)

     
     
  10. (Source: bodyrock)