a whimsical princess

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curiouser & curiouser.

I woke up this morning in a very Alice mood. Whimsical, curious, childlike. Lately, I’ve been feeling very similar to my favourite Disney characters. Though I find the book quite confusing and have only seen the original Disney movie once, I found myself completely in love with Alice Kingsleigh, the heroine of the 2010 film. This photo was one of the first on this blog, when I was just experimenting with Tumblr. I think Alice is quite lovely, even if she is a little bit mad. However, “All the best people are,” aren’t they? After I’m finished with this blog, I think I’ll grab my big story book and immerse myself in some Alice in Wonderland. 

xo,

Amelia in Tumblrland :) 

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Keep Your Head Up!

 Hey everyone,

Long time no blog, huh? I’m sorry for being so inactive lately, this blog wasn’t exactly a top priority of mine, I guess. But, anyways, Happy Valentine’s Day! I hope everyone is having a lovely day, whether you’re single or happily taken. My day has been excellent so far, I’ve received tons of love from my friends and family, and right now, that’s all that really matters to me. Though we can all agree it would be nice to have a Valentine, I’m not overly depressed about being “alone” today, either. 

Earlier in the day, when two of my best friends were getting presents from their crushes, I thought that the day couldn’t be worse. I was alone, with no guys admiring me, leaving me presents or even looking at me in a way that could slightly suggest a crush. But as the day went on, I realized I should be happy for my two friends, that they’re having an amazing day, because I would want them to do the same for me. After all, Being happy for others is so much more fun then being sad for yourself!

I’ve discovered as I’ve grown up that life is far more complicated than you think it is when you’re a kid. It isn’t just a straightforward fairytale.

- Rachel McAdams

With lots of love, 

Amelia


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New Year, Old Feelings

                          

Stomach churning, hands sweating, heart hammering.

There’s something about that five or so minutes before the ball drops, announcing a fresh start, a clean slate, a new beginning, that causes me a ton of anxiety, the desire to curl up in a ball and cry, whether it was a good year or a bad one. And in the last thirty seconds of that year, every worry and nervous chill seems to disappear, replaced with giggles as we count down, hundreds of thoughts in my head, straining to remember favourite memories of the past year, and then the ball is down and the year is over. Just like that, all the bad memories you have to look back on are tucked away in a drawer, locked shut. The handle may rattle sometimes, but they’re gone. Done. In the past. And I think that’s my favourite part about the New Year. When bad thoughts are gone and everyone is hugging and kissing and smiling and laughter fills the room. And there’s dancing and everyone is happy. 

Smile evident, laughter loud, warmth inside. 

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A Message From the Heavens

I wonder who used to live in this castle. In my mind’s eye, I can see a little girl on the balcony of that large pillar, watching everything going on in the lush green forest below, watching tiny animals frolic among the broccoli-sized tree. Though she’s up so high, she hasn’t even thought about being scared. Or maybe, she’s looking out on the other side, behind the castle, just staring at the picture-perfect landscape, wondering what’s out there for her. That day happens to have a soft, cool wind to it. The little girl closes her eyes, and she can hear the wind whispering to her in a smooth, quiet voice, sending her a message from the heavens. 

“Dear Lucy…” the wind is quiet, and the child strains to her. “Fear nothing, live fully, and great things will come to you.” 

And though the child is young, she understands it fully, and she nods to the wind. 

“Carry these words with you forever, remember and cherish them in everything you do.” the wind whispers it’s last words before blowing away. 

Lucy lives with the knowledge that only the weak are vulnerable to fear, and she should live each moment as though it is her last. 

Just a little snippet of imagination. 

- A