Watching the snow come down the mountain

Natalie Díaz, from "Manhattan Is a Lenape Word", Postcolonial Love Poem

“I’ll love you, dear, I’ll love you Till China and Africa meet, And the river jumps over the mountain And the salmon sing in the street, ‘I’ll love you till the ocean Is folded and hung up to dry And the seven stars go squawking Like geese about the sky. ‘The years shall run like rabbits, For in my arms I hold The Flower of the Ages, And the first love of the world.’”

— W.H Auden

“I dreamed you, I wished for your existence.”

— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin (via paper-fairy)

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from ig @fannyamandanilsson 

“You can have anything you want in life if you dress for it.”

— Edith Head (via glammlux)

from ig @elektracianf 

from ig @nycbambi​