really wanna live in a peaceful seaside ghibli town with ambiguous european architecture and bakeries and maybe a field right outside of town where i can have picnics with the love of my life tbh
Ghibli films look the way it feels to exist in this world, like not how the world actually looks, but how it feels- and in all the good ways
the warm buttered toast of early mornings, the sheated heavy rain of grey days, the huge welling tears of grief and the electric anger that raises your whole head of hair
like, it’s not real, but it’s really Real, you feel me?
