Je t'appartiens

Carpe Noctem. Lore. 30. F. *Learning how to heal my inner wounds and traumas.

[shesmycaller]

Todays mood

[seraphicsuicides]

this is what makes us girls (being indescribably depressed, abusing substances just to feel something similar to freedom, mental hospitals, listening to lana del rey and eating rice cakes, lipstick, reading, wattpad, hysteria, rage, anxiety that paralyzes ur whole being)

[mr-orange505]

[madeinheaven2008]

literally me

[smoluglies]

In the meadow 💐🌷🌸🐈‍⬛

[buddwyer]

My "Not actively suicidal" T-shirt has people asking a lot of questions already answered by my shirt.

[comfortfrogblog]

[cryptid-corpse]

There's just something about blood that's so romantic

[adhighdefinition]

me: i don’t mind being alone also me: *feels abandoned for no reason at all, needs constant reassurance that my presence is wanted, cannot see how anyone would want to be friends with me, is not able to focus on anything because of the intense feeling of imaginary rejection*

[rahabq-deactivated20230110]

[deprixpain]

Ich bin Gefangen in mir. Ich bin Gefangen in meinem Kopf.

[gharibajameel]

It’s always “why did you get in the river” and “your soaking wet” and never How was the river The river looked fun was it fun

[modern-wilde]

wanna fuck around and....*awkward long pause*....and just swim naked in the nearby pond

[consciousprose]

for your mortal lover

pov: you are a vampire who recently discovered haiku poetry

.

i. sin lingers upon

   my lips. craving ecstasy-

   iron and whiskey.

.

ii. lost among traces

    of her smoked tobacco leaves,

    fangs piercing tension.

.

iii. elixir of life-

     it drips. dripping down my chin, 

     onto luscious breasts.

.

iv. she whimpers and begs-

  another bite. addict of

  the pain and pleasure.

.

- aleta jay

[ladyeliserose]

Greek Gods Aesthetics:

Zeus: Lightning storms, signet rings, swirling a tumbler of whisky, eagles.

Poseidon: Ocean storms, crested waves, surfing, fish scales, tattoos.

Hera: Fur wrap, diamonds and more diamonds, nails drumming on the arm of a chair, crowns.

Demeter: Bare feet, vineyards, fig slices, dirt smudged over an apron.

Hades: Obsidian, walls of bones, silver chalices filled with red wine, suits.

Amphitrite: Glistening skin, pearlescent shells, hair hanging low over chest, coral reefs.

Hestia: Dusting flour from hands, vanilla spiced candles, fireplace, dazed smiles.

Aphrodite: Red lace, velvet couches, lipstick stains, love letters scrawled on the back of receipts.

Ares: Bloody knuckles, gritted teeth, bandages, targets barely standing, combat boots.

Hermes: Newspaper articles, winged high tops, a large grin, Old typewriters.

Hephaestus: Muscular arms beaded with sweat, molten metal, hands coated with grease.

Eros: White feathers, silk sheets, unbuttoned shirt, love bites on your neck.

Artemis: Moon stones, cosy lodge, footprints in the snow, Arrows, braids.

Persephone: Glossy red lips, dead flowers, sparkling gowns, marble floors.

Apollo: Sparkling skin, gold jewellery, opera houses, desert sands.

Hecate: Sigils carved roughly into stones, Seances, Black veils, Castle ruins.

Athena: Eyes like storm clouds, chess boards, old libraries, debates spoken by candlelight.

Dionysus: Blood red wine, theatres, candle lit banquets, grapes on the vine.

(Oops sorry I forgot Athena and Dionysus they’re there now though!)

[vanwssa]

She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live in Paris.

Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary (1856).

[lifeinsillypictures]

missing holding hands so badly

[skiisays]

Find my "she was never loved" ass a "he loved too much"

Plssssssssss