#Westcoast girls

[7mihjtl]

[kehlanifenty]

[wanderwherethewifiisweak]

a visit from Jack Frost

Vancouver Island // British Columbia

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[heidinicoleeee]

freelensed florals.

one thing about southern california is, it's gonna show off even amongst the gloom.

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[comedycraze]

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[cuntyko]

[lilmissiamenough]

the kindness of the sea trickles through my lungs as i sink deeper into its strong hug 🤍🌊

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[kehlanifenty]

[kawaiipussy]

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[somedarkhollow]

regional magic

I’m not sure what they put in the twilight movies and gilmore girls and certain corners of warm evenings on the east coast, but there’s something mystical there. I remember the feeling so distinctly because I spent most of my life living on the west coast. there is west coast magic, don’t get me wrong. the tears in my eyes as I drive down the pacific coast highway with my windows rolled all the way down listening to the indie alternative radio station or the coo of a morning dove in dry air or even most of Lana del Rey’s early music all contains the glittering magic of my former home region. but here I lay, belly down on my bed less than a hundred miles from where I lay the first time I felt the east coast magic. it was a warm, late summer night and the air was thick before it began to softly rain. I lay with my window pushed up ever so slightly to feel the warm air after sitting in air conditioning all day at work and lit a candle. it was earlier then, still light, I remember laying there looking up at the ceiling and not knowing how to think about the future at all, but I thought of the hustle on the freeway just a hop and a skip away from where I lay my head, I thought about new york and simon and garfunkel and falling in love. it seemed so nostalgic but somehow pulled me present. 

I’m wondering if moving to the south will reveal it’s own special kind of magic. when I lived in West Virginia I mostly felt specifically West Virginia magic. The kind that pours out of a bottle of moonshine and teaches you to be brave, almost a confrontation and private reckoning in the woods as you learn how people are just people and where the ridges connect and divide. 

Whatever the magic is in virginia, I hope I can keep the magic from the west, the east, and the hill country tucked into my jacket pocket or sewn into the hem of my skirt like little stars. I hope i can stop running and let what needs to be let go be gone. maybe the magic of virginia will be less like magic and more like a balm for the girl living out her days warped by a past she barely remembers, enchanted by magic she’ll never forget. 

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