darknesstohislight

0000j7:

I wish my nose was different but that’s what the government wants me to wish

andantegrazioso:

And she will awaken with a single kiss |
bostonballet

plntboy:

plntboy:

let’s all just leave people with self harm scars alone. let’s all jsut stay in our lanes

if you see someone with scars that look like self harm.. that’s probably what they are! you do not need to Ask them under any circumstances!! they probably will not enjoy that conversation, and there’s no point in asking beyond being nosey

lesbianpersephone:

when lorde sang the entirety of melodrama (2017) I felt that

sunkissedbutch:

rosamundpike:

On the very first night that we met, we walked by a bakery that was having their sugar delivered. And it was in the air, everywhere. A sugar storm. And before he kissed me… He leaned in… And did this. And guess what? He did the exact same thing with her.

he should have died for this

shesnake:

some devil gets into you, doesn’t it, boy?

I want too much, she thought. I want everything. I want day and night, sleeping and waking, world without end, amen. Someone warned her once that it was fatal to tell a man you loved him. ‘What I really want,’ she said, ‘deep down, is stillness, safety. The feeling you’d always be there. I love you. I think I must have loved you without knowing it all my life.’

Daphne Du Maurier, Don’t Look Now & Other Stories
(via the-book-diaries)