what Delilah thinking about

Weltschmerz

[dearladyansia]

I just want to be perfect.

[dearladyansia]

“Good luck to anyone who tries to go after Rowan Whitethorn.”

“Because Aelin will burn them to ash?” Hasar asked with poisoned sweetness.

But it was Kashin who answered softly, “Because Rowan Whitethorn will always be the person who walks away from that encounter. Not the assailant.”

[dearladyansia]

There is freedom waiting for you,

On the breezes of the sky,

And you ask "What if I fall?"

Oh but my darling, “What if you fly?”

― Erin Hanson.

[dearladyansia]

Because pain in the body quiets the pain in the head. It feels good, like a kill switch for your brain

— Kill switch, Penelope Douglas (Devils Night series)

[dearladyansia]

Oliver : Is there anything you don't know?

Elio : I know nothing, Oliver.

Oliver : Well, you seem to know more than anyone else around here.

Elio : Well, if you only knew how little I really know about the things that matter.

[dearladyansia]

I don’t believe you dislike me mom I just think what you like about me is just the version of myself I created for you and now you’re incapable of seeing anything other than that

[theobjectofyourire]

"I need you, Uncle...the Velaryons are of the sea. But you and I are made of fire. We have always been meant to burn together."

[quotemadness]

“I want you to notice when I’m not around.”

— Radiohead

[qvotable]

“After years of waiting, nothing came.”

— Radiohead

[dearladyansia]

I am all the days that you choose to ignore

— Radiohead

[dearladyansia]

“Tell me again what you said at the revel,” he says, climbing over me, his body against mine.

“What?” I can barely think.

“That you hate me,” he says, his voice hoarse. “Tell me that you hate me.”

“I hate you,” I say, the words coming out like a caress. I say it again, over and over. A litany. An enchantment. A ward against what I really feel. “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.”

He kisses me harder.

“I hate you,” I breathe into his mouth. “I hate you so much that sometimes I can’t think of anything else.”

[dearladyansia]

He reached up and brushed his knuckles over the wetness on my cheek. The smallest smile touched his bloodstained lips. "Someone to mourn me." He dropped his hand, as if the weight were too much. "No grave," he gasped, his hand tightening on mine, "for them to desecrate."

"All right," I said. The tears came harder. There will be nothing left.

He shuddered. His eyelids drooped.

"Once more," he said. "Speak my name once more."

He was ancient, I knew that. But in this moment he was just a boy- brilliant, blessed with too much power, burdened by eternity.

"Aleksander."

His eyes fluttered shut. "Don't let me be alone," he murmured. And then he was gone.

– Ruin and Rising (The Shadow and Bone Trilogy), Leigh Bardugo

[dearladyansia]

“He eats pain, he will find some way to take it and twist it and fit it down his throat, so he can swallow it. He’s made of it. You all can endure it until you overcome it, but him…he wants to be in hell.”

– Penelope Douglas (Devils night series)

[imskyxx]

You’ll become the centre of someone’s world one day. And he’ll be the luckiest son of a bitch on this earth.

Jennifer L. Armentrout, Pure

[kleinefreiheiten]

[dearladyansia]

non si può dare il proprio cuore a una creatura selvatica

più le si vuole bene

più diventa ribelle

[neckkiss]

Notting hill