drape me in jasmine vines in this crescent city swoon. i’ve got the flavor baby you just give me the time. ain’t no misbehaving i got your best interest in mind… – Rising Appalachia





…and they made upon the hems of the robe pomegranates of blue, and purple, and scarlet, and twined linen. the bible

If eyes were made for seeing, Then Beauty is its own excuse for being. Ralph Waldo Emerson