March 2011
February 2011
When will I see you again
You left with no goodbye
Not a single a word was...
a shadow in the shape of wonder: bleeding... →
autumnfires:
There was grass there, grew to where our kneecaps rested and we could see each blade like when we caught glimpses of our eyelashes that pressed against sunsets and light that glowed golden. We were still fresh, still young, and still burning. We had swallowed embers that sizzled into the hair that…
I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable,...
– Agatha Christie (via jacvanek)
Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a...
– The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via jacvanek)
I wish your lie wasn’t my truth
She's the girl that has a few best friends &...
courtneytothemax:
this is me.
Pick up the phone, I wanna talk
About my day, it really sucked
The sun was...
and when those thunder clouds are crying
In the skies, in the skies
And when...
Dear heart, wont you stop beating like this? Im waisting my words and these lips...
– “someone to notice me”-The Recovery