[ruefulstars]

i don’t recognize myself in the mirror anymore. i don’t recognize the slant of these cheekbones and the grimace on these lips. i have become a map to uncharted territories and                                                                        i am adrift                                       in the straits of forgotten smile lines.                                                                         i am lost                                       in the valleys of hollow laughs. and these skies won’t guide me home.

s.a.s. | clipped wings #4 (via ruefulstars)

[inkmagician]

one. Every morning leaves me with a mouthful of sorrow. I tell myself that’s because missing you is like an ache but that’s not all true: I miss you, I do, but more than that I miss myself when I was with you, I miss the girl lost in the wildflowers with her eyes open. Eventually the mornings fade into afternoons spent on the couch sifting through maps and ticket stubs and photos littered across the coffee table, a shrine to all the places we’ve been and never will again, but the weight on my tongue never lifts.

two. Sometimes I spend hours listening to your favorite songs to drown out the sound of the girl in the wildflowers calling my name, I think about how you were always full of dreams and ideas and ink-smudged maps with roads that led on and on until the end of forever, you were always so much, you were always more, and I think I was more when I was with you, too.

three. One year ago I buried two fallen angels beneath the wildflowers in the meadow behind our neighborhood, two children with fragile, brittle bones and decaying wings, the evening light paling our haloes and washing the youth right out of our skin. I was too busy crying to realize one of them was still alive, still worth saving.

four. Today I’m going to dig up the girl in the wildflowers and kiss her dirt-streaked cheeks and hold her hand until it becomes warm again. (I won’t look at your body, but the thought of it will be a ghost in my head anyway, like it always is.) She and I will go traveling to all the places marked on our map that you and I wanted to—I think you would have liked that. We’ll hold hands and run into the horizon until, just for a moment, the light breaks around our edges and we blur into one person again, and it will feel just like coming home.

— arlen c. | check out my books

[harrysdetails]

[baileyjaymes]

Easton emerged from the arts and crafts tent, red paint covering her almost head to toe. “’Do arts and crafts this year’ they said.” she attempts to wipe some paint from her cheek, only smearing it further. “’It’ll be fun’ they said.” Making one last attempt to be even remotely clean, she groaned.  “’They’ can go fuck themselves.”

[augustwoah-blog]

August wasn’t sure where he was walking to, with the influx of counselors there wasn’t many things left to do leaving him with free time. Glancing around, he paused in his strides at the sight of a girl covered in.. well, hopefully it wasn’t what he thought. Picking up the pace, August came closer and closer to the girl, chuckling softly at her complaints. “Uh, you alright? Looks like you just took a paint bath.”

[spencerhale-blog]

Juliet had finished unpacking and decided to head out and explore the campsite. Soon enough she felt a little hungry and headed to the mess hall to hopefully get something to eat. Just as she was about to open the door, it flew open hitting her head and causing her to fall back. “What the fuck?” She snapped, rubbing her head.

[augustwoah-blog]

August winced at the sound of someone else’s voice, there was no deny what had happened now. Peeking around the door, the male gaze at the girl with a sheepish smile, “Are you alright? I really.. didn’t see you there.” He asked before stepping out from behind the door. “Um, if you’d like I could take you to the infirmary or just.. buy you an apology ice cream bar?”

[itsxleonardo-blog]

Noah entered the room, a wide grin on his face. ‘Okay, okay, so I have a full day plan-’ He stopped, noticing a figure he wasn’t aware was in the room. ‘Oh. Hey!’ He smiled slightly. 

[augustwoah-blog]

“Uh, hey?” August replied, raising up an eyebrow. “Can I help you with something?”

[suspend]

Just hearing you breathing- just knowing you’re alive- calms me.

3 am thoughts (via suspend)

[hplyrikz]

There’s a brief moment when you first wake up where you have no memories, a blissful blank slate, a happy emptiness, but it doesn’t last long and you remember exactly where you are and what you are trying to forget.

Carrie Bradshaw, The Carrie Diaries (via hplyrikz)

[permanent-ink-and-paper]

And then he said, “i’m scared.” “Of what? Me?” I replied. He shook his head. “Of me,” he looked at me. His hands trembled as they touched my skin. “Of me hurting you.”

10 out of a thousand entries i’ll be writing about you. (via permanent-ink-and-paper)

[emilyblunts]

[wnq-movies]

You know me now. I’m only good at beginnings.

Kill Your Darlings (2013), Dir. John Krokidas (via wnq-movies)

[princesconsuela]

[alittlecurse-deactivated2016110]

I look young But inside I am old And filled with the deaths Of other people.

(via hailthequeens)

[hellorvlk]

[augustwoah-blog]

ooc:

just a heads up - i wont be very active on either account today due to personal stuff

if i do end up getting on later today i’ll be replying to everything but if not itll be tomorrow...... ok bye

[augustwoah-blog]

pjxparker:

“I haven’t seen any turtles around here in the last week,” PJ replied, “Perhaps you scared them all off by almost stepping on one of them,” It should have been a joke but his tone was rather bitter but it could come across as sarcasm to the right person, “I’m not a trusting person. If you were going to call yourself the master of something, I’m not going to believe it until you prove it and I won’t put my life at risk for you to do that,” He paused, “In the last minutes that we’ve been talking, do I sound like I’m a fun person?”

August raised his eyebrows at the suggestion, contemplating how true the statement could be. “That could be true, maybe I put out some weird turtle vibes and now they’re all afraid of me.. it’d break my heart though. Turtles are one of cutest things around Camp, except for a few other things.” He quipped, tilting his head to the side. “Mm, you don’t sound like a fun person but maybe your type of fun is just different than mine. We could do something that you’d like to do, I’m a very open person.” August replied with a warm smile. While PJ wasn’t the most friendly person, August just had a feeling about him, one that he couldn’t really explain. “It doesn’t even have to involve one of us risking our lives.. unless you’re into that sort of thing.”

[augustwoah-blog]

alejandroguerra:

“Hey, what you like to watch on your spare time and what I like to watch on mine is totally different, so don’t judge. I eat healthy during basketball and football season, then workout full on hardcore during the school year. I think I’m good. I only eat junk food a ton during the summer. It’s the only time my mom isn’t around to nag me about it.”

“Mm, I’ll silently judge then. Watching fights is actually pretty entertaining.. there was a video from a long time ago of a girl getting hit by a shovel, it’s crazy. -- Ahh, that makes sense. You should still try to not binge out on so much junk food, it’s not good for you even if you eat healthy the rest of the year. Don’t worry though, I won’t nag you.. that much.”