I'm a happy person who likes happy things.
I want cold snow against my skin, against my red cheeks and tired lids. I want my eyelashes soaked and laced together in a web from the icy white. I want to sit in a field of whispering yellow wheat, with the sun’s last rays streaming softly over the tips before dripping into the heady earth. And I want rich soil between my fingers, with the smell of dirt in my clothes and my hair and my skin. I need fresh air whipping my hair about my face and my clothes against my skin, and dredges of salt thrashing with the ocean waves. I need salted water between my toes, chilled or warm to the touch, either or. I need a blue sky stretching infinitely over my head, and white clouds fading to mountains or ocean or land.
And I wonder, often now, if I’m not Alexandra Bergson—if I haven’t given all my heart to the earth, and what that may mean.
My cousin was telling me about this and I felt that tumblr was a great way to reach more people. I know I am pretty far from here, but I know I have/many people have followers in Canada! Please reblog this. She has been missing since Thursday night (Jan 28th) and the police are saying that she was abducted. Please reblog and be on the lookout! Some of you may see no point if you don’t live there but one of your followers might have seen her or might live in the area (or some of their followers)! Please, everyone, reblog.
It takes .2 seconds to hit reblog and post this. I think it is more than worth the effort.
(via imthecookiemonster)
a boy said this to me once.
