My algal blooming villain needs a minion. Now.

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blake kathryn
we're not kids anymore.

if i look back, i am lost

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Not today Justin
Sade Olutola
RMH

ellievsbear
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
hello vonnie
Today's Document
YOU ARE THE REASON
Monterey Bay Aquarium
styofa doing anything

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trying on a metaphor
Jules of Nature
$LAYYYTER
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My algal blooming villain needs a minion. Now.
lol what is sleep
“Ancient lovers believed a kiss would literally unite their souls, because the spirit was said to be carried in one’s breath.”
Eve Glicksman (via loveage-moondream)
This is what I like about photographs. They’re proof that once, even if just for a heartbeat, everything was perfect.
Jodi Picoult, Lone Wolf (via quoted-books)
I often felt inferior. I just wanted to get away from them. But there was no place to go.
Charles Bukowski (via dispera)
I want Adrien Brody to be in American Horror story.
She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank and had midnight swims.
Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things (via thegardennymph)
*dies suffocating while trying not to cough in public*
I slept like a dolphin With one eye open And one eye closed And the world of the living And the world of the dead Molded together before me. Both reached out Pulling me every which way But no one could quite Hold on.
“She was tied to the moon by long threads of red tangled blood. She moved like a woman tied to the moon… it enveloped her and it opened her to an absolute night without dawn.”
Anaïs Nin (via felicefawn)
Medusa Head
I’ve been thinking about Medusa. I try to imagine her hair of snakes. The ferocity of her gaze. The sharpness of her fangs, The heaviness of her brass, The horrible face that turns Men into stone.
But all I can think about is her head. Her head without a body, A neck all bloodied, severed, and eyes rolled up — An expressionless face. All I can think about is her head.
Live on coffee and flowers. Try not to worry what the weather will be.
Matt Berninger (via aestheticintrovert)
A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity.
Franz Kafka (via airbefore) This is me. (via needleinthehaywritingcomp)
It’s a lot easier to be lost than found. It’s the reason we’re always searching and rarely discovered. So many locks, not enough keys.
Sarah Dessen (Lock and Key)
My nameless demon.
<3 the way hair moves in water.