rose gold;

Alex, xviii; I want you to love me like the setting sun loves the ocean 

[worshippingwanderer]

[ghreece]

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[sapientiea]

The Foxhole Court | Neil Josten

“He was nothing and no one, and he always would be.”

[theliteraryjournals]

I loved to sleep with the window open. Rainy nights were the best of all: I would open the window and put my head on the pillow and close my eyes and feel the wind on my face and listen to the trees sway and creak.

Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane (via theliteraryjournals)

[gahfa]

“stay,” she panted. tears leaked from her eyes. “stay till the end.”  (x)

[paradoxicalissue]

4am is the new 10pm

[nathanbrake-deactivated20191215]

[dantada]

Visit Original Link

thunder only happens when it’s raining

players only love you when they’re playing

[leonkenndey]

Today, Blue thought, is the day I stop listening to the future and start living it instead.

[lilmartinimami]

Petra, Jordan

[jesperwylans]

me nd my cougar gf

me: babe i love your necklace

gf: thats me Life Alert®

[witchcraftsuggestion]

Surround yourself with plants and bond with them; as they grow, so will you.

[petales]

MAKE ME CHOOSE:   PADMÉ AMIDALA   or   anakin skywalker.

So this is how liberty dies … with thunderous applause.

[plmss-deactivated20170630]

28th September — today is my birthday 🎂 and also the second day of my linguistics class, so I spent the morning in this beautiful library organising my lecture notes!

[illuminosity]

hello can someone leak the entire new lorde album…or at least one song…or at least the title of the album ok i’m desperate

[hehrmes-blog]

ahh im a little late but happy new year! i hit 1k recently (thank you all so much i still can’t believe??? wow) and i figured i might as well jump on the bandwagon so! here goes

bold: mutuals, italics: faves  (sorry in advance if i forget anyone!)

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[fleur]

make me choose: asked by evanslilly  → marauders or founders?

“There were four heroes as it were in the previous generation and one of them betrayed the others, and then there were the three.” [x]

[wnq-writers]

Some of my thoughts are internalized so much that they verge on being secrets.

B. E. Barnes (via slytherinwritess)