vaginson.

horror. people say I'm weird.

aquarian - girls - 19yo - aus bne
insta: vaginson

Savage Garden

—Truly Madly Deeply

yourmusiclibrary:

Truly Madly Deeply - Savage Garden

Always.

The Kite String Tangle

—Tennis Court (Lorde Cover)

ladywarpaint:

The Kite String Tangle // Tennis Court (Lorde Cover)

(via preludewaltz)

The Kite String Tangle

—Arcadia

Oh how things have changed
Feels like I don’t know you
You’re in a whole different place
And I’ve strayed from who it was that you knew 

(Source: joyousdean, via preludewaltz)

crystalmethalicious:

I don’t think people realise how hard it is to re-discover the person you were before depression or even try to remember your own personality

(Source: pixie-grotto, via velvetease)

At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare.

—Caitlin Moran   (via versteur)

Omg. Yes.

(Source: artvevo, via sweetdreamslava)

I don’t want sex, I want the things that lead up to it. The slow kissing then the passionate kissing, then the pulling closer, the neck kisses, the grabbing, biting, heavy breathing, grinding, the pauses while you catch your breath, feeling each other. Oh my.


Then sex.