There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir, We must rise and follow her; When from every hill of flame, She calls and calls each vagabond by name.
– William Bliss Carman (via katysaidso) Via ☽ I howl at the rising moon ☾
Mirror Mirror on the wall, Who’s the fairest of them all?
I couldnt go a day without posting a cupcake photo…it just wouldnt be right.
