;; W A N D E R

The s c a r s that mark my body, They're silver and gold. - indie Tauriel Please, explore the guidelines and about pages before interacting.

[rasaplumis]

                                                               Shaking the { wings }                                                                of their terrible youths                                                                 freshly disowned in                                                            some frozen d e v o t i o n

[engilith]

-LOOOOOOOOVE-

   ( i s d e a d )

     asdfghjkl; 

[engilith]

-moremoremoremoremore love!-

WHO ARE YOU? (dying and drowning in love)

[engilith]

-more love!-

   nonnie you are too sweet. LET ME LOVE YOU BACK. 

[engilith]

-sends tons of love-

     (is slowly dying from the love and is an incoherent mess)

[engilith]

-sends lots of love-

   asdfghjkl; (flops onto the floor)

[engilith]

-sends love-

(sends love right back at ya!!) <3

[engilith]

                                                     she dances widely with the spiders                                                      s i n g s with the turn of the s t a r s                                                                             { a n d }                                  cries amongst the earthquakes and ghostly thunderstorms                                                —- like those that sneak away in the night.

[numenor-archive-deactivated2018]

insp.

[engilith]

..

[larvlii]

                                      I think about what, and who, I love, and I think about                                        them in danger, and I could tear this bloody house                                        down with my teeth! You have  n o   i d e a                                                                  how { strong } I am. 

[engilith]

So young

         and yet

                    you carry so much burden.

[tessa-and-scott]

War is not for winning. It is for surviving.

Deathless, Catherynne M. Valente (via tessa-and-scott)

[georgiatnsv-deactivated20260427]

Current mood: wanting to have a hooded cloak and to be in a misty forest. 

[xmusings-tobedeleted-deactivate]

            i am determined                                                        i am brave             i am confident

   but am i not allowed a moment of weakness?

[engilith]

Guess who has been neglecting this account but is alive and back to make her do things?  And almost halfway to her next hundred.... O_O

[larvlii]

                                     You know the worst thing about being a ghost? It’s lonely.                                      You’ll give anything for that crumb of comfort. That feel                                       of skin against skin that says, “It’s okay. I’m here.” It’s a                                       hunger. The most basic instinct. You might even drag                                       others into this world of the dead. Even if it means turning                                       them into m o n s t e r s { too. } ———-