I only want this with you. - (via intr0ductions)

(Source: thesixwordlovestory, via spiritual-realm)


Why the hell are we conditioned into the smooth strawberry-and-cream Mother-Goose-world, Alice-in-Wonderland fable, only to be broken on the wheel as we grow older and become aware of ourselves as individuals with a dull responsibility in life? - Sylvia Plath (via mercurieux)

(Source: fuck-yeah-sylvia-plath, via girlnah)


falloutmagiboy:

this is your daily reminder to not forget about ferguson. Keep it going!

(Source: falloutstar, via maybebeyoncewillbeouralways)

And I am with you.
I’m the interminable fields you can’t see,

the little lights off in the distance
(in one of those rooms we are
living) and I am the rain

and the others all
around you, and the loneliness you love,
and the universe that loves you specifically, maybe,

and the catastrophic dawn,
the nicotine crawling on your skin—

I am with you.

- Franz Wright, from To Myself (via violentwavesofemotion)

(via redrougesunbruisedfield)


Monster

writingsforwinter:

Daughter, sometimes love will try to rip your throat out.

It will sink its eyeteeth into you and search for the softest flesh,

the bruised and bloody parts of you that only just finished healing.

There are men that will make you long for the moon

and the cool skin of…

If they don’t need you, it’s okay. You don’t live for other people. - Dir En Grey, Kyo (via daisy-do)

(Source: everunenchanted, via aw-hannah)