surrender to nothing

“ she was a GHOST of a girl, HAUNTINGLY BEAUTIFUL, wonderfully LOST — BREAKING hearts and ( c r y i n g ) HOLY WATER tears. ”

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                         ❝ What’s a soulmate? ❞

              ❝ It’s a..

                        Well, it’s like a best friend, but more.

   It’s the one person in the world that knows you better than anyone                                                                                                                           else.

It’s someone who makes you a better person, well, actually they don’t make you a better person…

                  you do that yourself— because they i n s p i r e you.

              A soulmate is someone who you carry with you forever.

                  It’s the one person who knew you,                                 and accepted you,                                     and believed in you                                                         before anyone else did                                           or when no one else would.

                   And no matter what happens.. you’ll always love them. ❞

[villaderogifs]

#soulmates

[allthingsbella]

fannybourdettedonon: “My tropical princess 🌺”

[bel-hadid]

bella hadid via ally’s instagram (bellahadid)

[bel-hadid]

[meanrunway]

Bella Hadid backstage @ Alberta Ferretti Fall 2017 Milan

[gcddxss-blog]

fxtzhq:

Under the glare of the faint morning sun that poured into the bedroom from the half-closed curtain emitted a glow that Fitz couldn’t ignore. The way that it brilliantly drew over Irina’s naked body was enough to put the man into a temporary trance. There was enough light in the dark room where he could spot the freckle just below her left breast, the very mark on her body that anyone else would have considered as a flaw but he saw nothing but beauty. If anything, it was enough to make Fitz’s point true that anything pure could come from such a flawed past, and Irina was it for him. After all, he knew that the woman deeply loved him but it would never amount to the same intensity that Fitz would feel. It had been etched into his flawed personality to love deeply and passionately but not vastly. Only a few people ever dared to climb the wall that the brunette male had put up and he had never met someone conquer it so gracefully. In the time that the two had been together, Fitz had been allowed the time to learn the parts of her body that she loved to be touched the most. “you’re so beautiful-” his voice was faint, only ever meant for her to hear and as his body towered over hers, limbs carelessly tangled on top of the white sheets as their figures moved together, his hands moved along the frame of her hips before they dipped along her breasts, his thumbs dimly passing by her nipples. The friction between them was enough to make any man crazy, especially Fitz. And sure, he had careless hookups under the roof of that mansion the two left but nothing ever felt as electrifying as having the love of his life under him.

She had been conditioned to be left & then leave, it was never the way it was supposed to be & her armor was always up, even if she tried to put it down, she haven’t been granted the will to fight for anything, or anyone; & Fitz wandered into her life so carelessly & he was loud, Irina have told herself many times that Fitz was simply one of the bunch. & she didn’t find the will in herself to fight for him before, but he did for her, in a way; he have made her want a future away from the business they were in; his incapability to love himself at his lowest had been her very own strength to help him through & carry him out of the fog that was abroken heart. there were so many things that she wasn’t willing to do for anybody that she did for him that jst pushed her to her edge, that made her want him in a very different way. he knew her to the extent that she didn’t recognise herself anymore & loved her so intensely that she couldn’t even begin to compare to her own. body trembling as the warmth of his hands ran over her skin, turning up every nerve ending that his lips & fingers caressed & her figure moulding to them, like clay for a vase that was  waiting to be shaped by someone else & she couuldn’t fathom the thought of a life without Fitz. her eyes remained closed & her breathing a little less steady than before, she believed he knew her body by memory. sonds of hushed pleasure left her lips as his fingers brushed her nipples, hand speeding up a little bit to work him up to hardness as she ran her other hand down his chest & her lips connected to his.

[hadidbe]

[throughmyowneyes-deactivated201]

[bellahadidsource]

Bella Hadid for V Magazine photographed by Mario Sorrenti

[belshadid]

Bella Hadid backstage at Alexander Wang F/W 2017 in New York City on February 11, 2017.

[bellashdid]

Bella Hadid Photographed by Mario Sorrenti for V Magazine.

[infinityshots]

Bella Hadid for Harper’s Bazaar Russia, October 2016

[inkskinned]

i look at you and all the lights go out in my heart, so that all i see is you, and your brightness, and the suns i see swirling in your bloodstream. i want to somehow tell you the way that it feels to be in your orbit, but despite all of these poems, i still feel libraries grow inside me about your touch. there isn’t ink enough.

“I have feelings for my friend but it’s complicated so I don’t say anything.” // r.i.d (via inkskinned)

[moonlitpoems]

tell me every terrible thing you’ve done and let me love you anyway. show me the darkest shadows of you and let me love you anyway. let me see how fractured you truly are so i can fill your cracks with my love. don’t push me away in fear of your darkness. let me love it instead.

j.e.b. ((i love you means all of you.))

[loosesealbluths]

[gcddxss-blog]

fxtzhq:

his smile only widened at her attempt to win the fight, and by keeping silent was his way of letting her get what she wanted. he knew that would be enough to make her happy; giving her the benefit of the doubt that a simple comeback could not equate to her happiness. after all, it hadn’t taken long for fitz to admire just how incredibly stubborn irina was - even when the two had just been friends did he notice this trait of hers, and even then, he loved it. but with his hands splayed on the mattress and looking down at the female, it wasn’t the way she was watching him that was causing his chest to tighten in anticipation. it wasn’t her hands heated against his flesh as they firmly held him in place that was causing him to practically ache with desire. it was absolutely everything. fitz relished the way her words could be tasted on her own tongue when they kissed again, his hot breath blowing across her lips so that his head spun. irina seemingly lapped up the way his tongue tangled and his words caught as her hands cruelly worked the cotton fabric that clothed his waist. “sounds like a death sentence-” his breath was ragged, his lips sore from her taste. hook, line, sinker- irina had him against her, and as his eyes flashed downward to where her hands had dipped dangerously lower, her thumb grazing the fabric directly over his groin,  and he bit down on his tongue to keep himself  from smiling. the two moved as one, their breathing growing erratic as they both fought for dominance and fitz hadn’t let go so easily.  

his smile was when she would find herself holding onto everything, the way his lips curved towards her as they lied in bed at 3 in the morning, stomach aching because of the laughing fits they would have followed by two or three orgasms each in one night, irina have been hooked ever since meeting fitz, his soul was like a candle light she desperately needed when in darkness & he was her life support, for it was not the way he touched her that he made her feel so alive, it was the way he radiated life into her. hands worked fast as they suunk lower only to tease & eyes were still fixed on his face. ‘ touch me. ’ she murmured. ‘ own me, it’s everything i could ever give you - i’ve got nothing else for you. ’ in a way, it was true, irina couldn’t give back because she didn’t know how. hand slipping inside the fabric covering him & a small hand wrapped around him as her lips traced his jaw. ‘ i love you. ’ she whispered as her other arm wrapped around his neck for support as she kissed back to his lips. ‘ i love you fitz. ’ she repeated before pulling away to kiss the corner of his mouth as her other hand started moving steady but firmly.