Maidens stand still, they are lovely statues and all admire them. Witches do not stand still. I was neither, but better that I err on the side of witchery, witchery that unlocks towers and empties ships. Catherynne M. Valente, In the Night Garden (via doomed-princess)

rolled-jeans–mountain-scenes: There needs to be an insomnia cafe. So that when you can’t sleep, you can just roll up in your sweats , drink a cup of tea, chill to some music, and share your random night thoughts with strangers. I think our hearts might not feel so heavy then.