☠Moon Bee☠

Scorpio 🦂

[likamartini]

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[bled]

[moonbee13]

Getting my braces removed today. Kinda nervous tbh

[goodreadss]

I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.

Anais Nin (via goodreadss)

[whisplings]

[presumablypreternatural]

Sigil for “Things that are lost, when needed are found”.

[ladyshinga]

FUCK THIS MEME AND FUCK ALL OF YOU WHO ARE MAKING JOKES I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF THIS

How dare some one own something that a. might have been a gift, b. might have been bought before they fell into poverty, c. might have been on sale/at a thrift store, or d. IT’S ALSO NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS

STOP FORCING US INTO RAGS BEFORE YOU BELIEVE OUR STRUGGLE AND I WILL START WEARING BOOTS LIKE THIS TO STEP ON THE THROATS OF ANYONE WHO SAYS SHIT LIKE THIS

I AM FUCKING *DONE*

PS If anyone knows the person in the original photo, you can let them know they have the backing/support of an angry valkyrie

[fenrir-kin]

I had to shut down one of my friends on this the other day as well. I own a pair of New Rocks. I bought them when I was better off, and the fact that I owned them didn’t stop me from slowly starving to death 5 years down the line. Boots like that are a surprisingly good investment because my gods, they are built to LAST. I have taken my boots larping, worn them for three days straight in some awful terrain and they’re nearly 8 years old at this point and showing no signs of giving up the ghost. So yeah, I have expensive boots. As the lovely Shinga said, all the better for stomping on a moptherfucker’s throat.

[cals-zone]

Also you can diy shoes like this for $12 +the basic shoe

[c-isnenegro]

[wordsnquotes]

Nobody looks good in their darkest hours. But it’s those hours that make us what we are.

Karen Marie Moning, Faefever (via wordsnquotes)

[shawngaryspencer]

[lovelornnn]

You’re Still Mine - s.h

[knbpoetry]

The rain beats steadily on the roof. I feel empty. I wonder what you’re doing tonight. I wonder if you’ve thought of me. I’ve forced myself to keep my distance. I know it’s the best gift I could ever give to you. The rain beats steadily on the roof. I feel nostalgic. I lose myself in our past memories. I wonder if you’re doing the same thing. I pull myself back before falling too deep. I know reminiscing could never change our fate. The rain beats steadily on the roof.

-K.N.B. (via learningtoliveagain7896)

[guild-of-calamity]

[arcusxx]

[freshbrewedlife]

Andrea Howey | @andrearhowey

[hynpos]

— Hades, about Persephone (x)

[92-n]