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“I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.”

— Melissa Cox

I’ll have enough books when they fill my room like the stars fill the sky.

E.V. Fairfall (via bookaddict24-7)

i always say i want to go home but i am at home, in my house. but i guess home isnt a place, its a feeling.

all im asking for is a good life. im a simple girl with simple needs. i just want to live in a small cottage or a mansion full of art, it doesn’t matter which. i just want to be surrounded by art. art like the warm scents of wild flowers, the smell of soil, the varying colors of the earth which its flowers bear, and art like the wide fields where i want to run through with my lover hand in hand, like there’s no tomorrow. again, im a simple girl with simple needs, with a need for art.

I just want to be a little hobbit living daily life in the golden days of the Shire. Newly plucked flowers decorating my curly hair, picking vegetables from the garden to place in my basket, a fresh, warm pie cooling on the counter, and wandering the hillsides in my bare feet…what a dream that would be…

Bitches be like I have so much to do but end up laying on bed listening to wildest dreams (Taylor's version) while creating fake scenarios in my head. I am bitches.

This world will never be enough for me. I'll never get to lead an army into battle and drink to our victory. I'm never gonna be the first wanderer to map the skies and lands of an unknown world. But, gods, will I try to. My mind is one of an explorer, a wild soul that cannot be tamed, but can be lost in books, music and poetry. A spirit that is kept alive thanks to the beauty of nature, whose eyes are filled with stars. Such a soul knows no death. I have roamed the Earth since the begging of time, searching for that spark of excitement that will ignite a fire. I have had millenia to adore what I am and what I've conquered and learned, but it will never be enough. I don't want it to be enough. An explorer with no places to go, or no hope to drive them, is dead. Thus, I have given myself to immortality.