Sad

Sad

[coralloblu]

[msunderstoo]

[4ysl]

(18+)

[writingsforwinter]

Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.

Kait Rokowski (via writingsforwinter)

[27xjelina]

[oddfilmstills]

[niebezpieczenstwo]

[kataphileo]

two hours and some cigarettes later, I am still empty

[homowrecked-deactivated20151223]

[serpentemarinha]

[they-messed-me-up]

[hearttraining]

[baltazahr-blog]

[iheartmyart]

[punk-flower]

[gameraboy]

Metropolis (1927)

[written-on-polaroids]

[viceroygirl-deactivated20160815]