Bronze sheet

[arinheartkey]

me parece tudo tão monótono

[arinheartkey]

com vontade de assistir o pôr do sol em uma praia totalmente deserta

[arinheartkey]

a falta de abordagem sobre alguns temas, acaba prejudicando muito a mentalidade da nova geração.

[arinheartkey]

vivemos em uma sociedade, e tecnicamente somos "livres", mas temos sempre que ficar dentro do padrão aceitavel. decepcionante.

[arinheartkey]

rosas são tão vibrantes

[arinheartkey]

é engraçado, o quão rápido você pode mudar de humor.

[herondaleswilliam]

@idrisnet patrol: favorite series → the dark artifices

“It was hard to live normally when you were constantly pretending you didn’t see what was going on in front of your face.”

[arinheartkey]

“She was fury, she was wrath, she was vengeance.”

― Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

[arinheartkey]

The last part of The Mortal Instruments (Credits to the owner).

[arinheartkey]

Luke Garroway 🐺

[arinheartkey]

Sebastian morgenstern and Angel blood ⏳

[tessacarstairs]

URL inspired edits ♡ [4/?] → @jemcarstoirs & @jemsboner

“Both my parents loved music,” he said abruptly. “My father played the violin, my mother the qin. I chose the violin, though I could have learned either. I regretted it sometimes, for there are melodies of China I cannot play on the violin, that my mother would have liked me to know. She used to tell me the story of Yu Boya, who was a great player of the qin. He had a best friend, a woodcutter named Zhong Ziqi, and he would play for him. They say that when Yu Boya played a song of water, his friend would know immediately that he was describing rushing rivers, and when he played of mountains, Ziqi would see their peaks. And Yu Boya would say, ‘It is because you understand my music.’” Jem looked down at his own hand, curled loosely on his knee. “People still use the expression ‘zhi yin’ to mean 'close friends’ or 'soul mates,’ but what it really means is 'understanding music.’” He reached up and took her hand. “When I played, you saw what I saw. You understand my music.“ 

[arinheartkey]

"What do you want?" "Just coffee. Black - like my soul."

[arinheartkey]

Mark Blackthorn

[arinheartkey]

My Cordelia Carstairs

[arinheartkey]

Will Herondale.

[arinheartkey]

“You speak of sacrifice, but it is not my sacrifice I offer. It is yours I ask of you," he went on. "I can offer you my life, but it is a short life; I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many more beats it shall sustain. But I love you enough to hope that you wil not care that I am being selfish in trying to make the rest of my life - whatever length - happy, by spending it with you. I want to be married to you, Tessa. I want it more than I have ever wanted anything else in my life." He looked up at her through the veil of silvery hair that fell over his eyes. "That is," he said shyly, "if you love me, too.”    ―    Cassandra Clare,          Clockwork Prince