Understand, I’ll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming, over the oaks. I’ll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows, with only this one dream: You come too.
- Rainer Maria Rilke (via easymomentsandobsession)4,846 notes // reblog
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i want to be a lil fairy and drink dewdrops and eat berries and sleep in a flower