hello // my name is india.
welcome to mystery.
Films, interesting places, eclectic art & other cosy bits and pieces is what makes up my blog.
I use this tiny part of cyberspace as a documentation, a memoir of myself & an online scrapbook.
Thanks for visiting ~
email: indiawilsonaus@hotmail.com
instagram: @indiaira

florres:

 

im always looking forward to breakfast and coffee, even after I have my breakfast and coffee I’m excited for the next day’s breakfast and coffee

"I sometimes think that a nice home for old ladies is what I really need. The kind of a place where they play croquet. And wear brooches made out of the hair of all their dead friends.”
— Shirley Jackson, The Bird’s Nest (via bunnymiele)

mcdontgiveafuck:

when will teenage girls stop shaming each other and discover that their real enemy is teenage boys 

"'Cats don't have names,' it said.
‘No?’ said Coraline.
‘No,’ said the cat. ‘Now you people have names. That’s because you don’t know who you are. We know who we are, so we don’t need names.”
— Coraline by Neil Gaiman (via middecember)
"Is anyone anywhere happy? No, not unless they are living in a dream or in an artifice that they or someone else has made. For a time I was lulled in the arms of a blind optimism with breasts full of champagne and nipples made of caviar. I thought she was true, and that the true was the beautiful. But the true is the ugly mixed up everywhere, like a peck of dirt scattered through your life. The true is that there is no security, no artifice to stop the unsavory changes, the rat race, the death unwish - the winged chariot, the horns and motors, the Devil in the clock.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
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