I found this little ladybug on some stairs and I picked her up because I didn’t want her to die from being stepped on. she was so cute and flew away on her own from my finger. this is what love feels like methinks
I have always loved ladybugs since I was a little girl. Something about them is so nostalgic, like when one would land on me and I’d make a wish or when my dad would buy my sister and I “grow your own ladybug” kits and we would watch them grow up. I got a tattoo of one the second I got the chance.
i love love love bugs. i wish more people gave them a chance and appreciated their beauty. they keep our planet running and im very grateful to them!
love you.
listening to music on a bus or on the train while alone and looking out the windows with some music in your ears is the closest thing to the poetic experience ever
tonight, I shall fall asleep and dream of a society where money does not exist, bartering is the only method of commerce, and I shall acquire a small duck in exchange of a basket of lemons.
good night, my sweets
