disney. sushi. painting. mermaids. music. rainboots. candles. sour pickles. ghosts. kitties. san francisco. travel. adventures.
i'm dani and i like things that make the mundane seem a little magical.
El Hotel del Salto in Colombia
Pretty sure that shit’s haunted.
How pale is the sky that brings forth the rain
As the changing of seasons prepare me again
For the long bitter nights and the wild winter’s day?
My heart has grown cold, my love stored away.
I’ve been to the mountain, left my tracks in the snow
Where souls have been lost and the walking wounded go.
I’ve taken the pain no girl should endure,
But faith can move mountains, of that I am sure.
Just get me through December. I promise I’ll remember.
Get me through December so I can start again.
All-Night Prom at Disneyland, 1961.
How I would’ve loved to be there.
I blew out the candles, smiling, laughing. Sister was sneaking wine while the camera was flashing. You grabbed my hand right on time.
You looked so cute with your tattoo and your blue jeans when you said to me— ‘Let’s go flying, take me anywhere the wind blows.’