You still look like the man I love but you’re a stranger to me now.
And I’m in denial of it
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You still look like the man I love but you’re a stranger to me now.
And I’m in denial of it
Love of my life, you’ve hurt me
You’ve broken my heart and now you leave me
Love of my life, can’t you see?
Bring it back, bring it back
Don’t take it away from me, because you don’t know
What it means to me
Queen
“I’d give anything for you to look at me again the way you did back then.”
-16/01/2019
I told you that I still missed you, and rather than saying you miss me too, you responded “I know” whilst looking down. I already knew you didn’t miss me, but hearing it just breaks me every time
-13/01/19
“Remember that you were art long before he came to admire you, and you’ll continue to be art even when he’s gone. A masterpiece is still a masterpiece when the lights are off, and the room is empty.”
— Charlotte Beier
Me: I want someone to walk through a foggy field and confess their love for me as the sun rises.
Person:
“Me when I start a TV show” (x)
I met Jace Herondale once.” She looked around expectantly. “Wow,” said Kit. He really was a Herondale, Emma thought. He’d managed to insert Jace-levels of indifference and sarcasm into one word.
Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows (via fireofdelmare)
Alec rose to his feet and in that moment was the famous Alec Lightwood Kit had heard about, the hero of past battles, the archer boy with deadly aim. “This is what I want and what I’ve chosen,” he said. “How dare you tell me it’s a tragedy? Magnus never pretended, he never tried to fool me into thinking it would be easy, but choosing Magnus is one of the easiest things I’ve ever done. We all have a lifetime, Zara, and none of us know how long or short it might be. Surely even you know that. I expect you mean to be rude and cruel, but I doubt you meant to sound stupid as well.” She flushed. “But if you die of old age and he lives forever—” “Then he’ll be there for Max, and that makes both of us happy,” said Alec. “And I will be a uniquely lucky person, because there will be someone who always remembers me. Who will always love me. Magnus won’t always mourn, but until the end of time he will remember me and love me.” “What makes you so sure?” said Zara, but there was an edge of uncertainty in her voice. “Because he’s three thousand times the human being you’ll ever be,” said Alec. “Now get out of here before I risk his life by waking him up so he can turn you into a garbage fire. Something that would match your personality
LoS (via magnusbane-aleclightwood)
“You have to pretend you get an endgame. You have to carry on like you will; otherwise, you can’t carry on at all.”
You are only making him more powerful
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Caddi in uno dei miei patetici periodi di chiusura. Spesso, con gli esseri umani, buoni e cattivi, i miei sensi semplicemente si staccano, si stancano: lascio perdere, sono educato, faccio segno di si, fingo di capire, perché non voglio ferire nessuno. Questa è la debolezza che mi ha procurato più guai. Cercando di essere gentile con gli altri spesso mi ritrovo con l'anima a fettucce, ridotta ad una specie di piatto di tagliatelle spirituali. Non importa… Il mio cervello si chiude. Ascolto. Rispondo. E sono troppo ottusi per rendersi conto che io non ci sono.
Charles Bukowski (via doppisensi)
23 days till Lord of Shadows
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Waiting for ACOWAR like:
No, non ti libererai e non diventerai un altro, resterai quello che sei: con i dubbi, il continuo malcontento di te stesso, gli sterili tentativi di perfezionamento, le ricadute e l’eterna attesa d’una felicità alla quale non sei destinato e che non puoi conseguire.
Lev Tolstoj, Anna Karenina (via doppisensi)