To tell you the truth. I don't know.

War and weariness, blood and battle. Life, learning to lead: clash, kill. And past that, the weight of all, on you. All the hopes you carry, fears you fight- you are theirs.       A blog dedicated to my Inquisitor. Maeve Trevelyan | Rogue | Assassin                         personal blog 

[kushimaki]

                                                  A SEVEN NATION ARMY                                                      couldn’t hold me back.

[rxndomcaps]

[queensgcmbit]

she did not like waiting—if she wanted something, she got it herself. she drew silver linings of her own.

i.s

[lostcap]

You sleep coiled; tightly wound.  Hands are fists beneath pillows,  clenched above cotton sheets.  You are at war, even in your dreams.

(via darkmartyr)

[mysharona1987]

[weltenwellen]

I open my mouth. I want to say: I’m breaking, and I need someone to hold me together. But no sound comes out.

Beth Revis, A Million Suns (via weltenwellen)

[wnq-writers]

I am a phoenix, watch me fall watch me burn watch me rise.

mywritingstory ( via puriitate )

[tawaretsampleleftelbow]

Monsters were wild. Monsters were strong. Monsters were fierce and free. If I was monstrous…perhaps it wasn’t such a bad thing.

― Sarah Diemer (via mandromeda)

[luthienne]

Understand how dangerous / I am.

Alice Notley, from Certain Magical Acts; “Blinding, the White Horse in Front of Me” (via luthienne)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

You’ll bear it. You’ll last out. You will.

Olga Bergholz, from Lies, Rust, Sadness; “Conversation with a Neighbour”

[lifeinpoetry]

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

William Ernest Henley, from “Invictus” (via soracities)

[lacedcollar]

[likeafieldmouse-deactivated2015]

To the dumb question ‘Why me?’ the cosmos barely bothers to return the reply: ‘Why not?’

Christopher Hitchens, Mortality (via wearyvoices)

[clarke-griffin-archive]

[quotemadness]

You were unsure which pain is worse: the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.

Simon Van Booy (via quotemadness)

[naturaekos]

All endings are also beginnings. We just don’t know it at the time.

Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven (via 7-weeks)

[gingerlattes]

are you brave? the devil asked. no, she answered, but i am alive.

and sometimes those two things are the same (entry #2) // j.a.s (via alayne-stone)