split open.

hey, i've been falling apart these days, split open, watching my heart go 'round and around, 'round and around, circle the drain, i'm going down

[dorkas]

hey, i've been falling apart these days, split open, watching my heart go 'round and around, 'round and around, circle the drain, i'm going down

[dorkas]

( non-binary | they/she | quintessa swindell ) —— isn’t that dorcas meadowes? yeah that is them, outside the leaky cauldron! they used to be in ravenclaw but apparently they now work as a healer-in-training at st mungo’s. they always seemed to remind me of neon lights flickering on the rain-slick pavement; vases of wilting lilacs, sickly sweet in decay; bandaged knuckles, fading blue, purple, green; the yellowing, dog-eared, coffee-stained pages of a well-loved book, which seems about right. anyway i’ve heard they’re still a bit reckless, protective, and reticent. they’re nineteen now but some things never change! i wonder how being a half-blood is affecting them after school, especially now they’re an associate with the order of the phoenix? when was it they graduated again, 1977? has it really been that long… ( CARRD. )

[karrova]

“So violently do I know the world.”

— Rainer Maria Rilke, “[Fragment of an Elegy]”

[fleetwoodmar]

quintessa swindell as laila || in treatment.

[mashamorevna]

“i wish i wasn’t / such a raw thing.”

— helga floros, from “Insomnia,” published in Occulum (via lifeinpoetry)

[gingerlattes]

are you brave? the devil asked. no, she answered, but i am alive.

and sometimes those two things are the same (entry #2) // j.a.s (via gingerlattes)

[dorkas]

tag drop.