xoxo girl feelings

there's something about you that has me snared. i think we're filled with some of the same kind of magick... if there was a cosmic bowl of glittery unicorn tea made of moonbeams, peacock feathers, and mushroom daydreams... we'd be the teacups.

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no-boys-allowed tribe of gypsy faerys with kaleidoscopic eyes, acid-washed souls, and feathers in their hair... who pick mushrooms by the moon and look for crystals in the desert sun.  smeared with mica, henna, and body paint.  popping pills, howling at the big glitter in the sky, and spinning under psychedelic stars.  riding unicorns at the bottom of the ocean and smoking blunts on mars.  will you be my tumblr girlfriend, moonchild?