[wnq-writers]

Hero and villain. I have been both.

rustofstardust (via iincantatriix)

[wnq-writers]

You can claim to know me, but you have no idea what matters to me.

enigmatic-thinker (via wnq-writers)

[panamaweddings]

All I’ve ever wanted is for someone to save me.

Ten Word Stories #8. (via panamaweddings)

[realbobdylan]

Being called an ‘angel’ is actually a nice compliment if you interpret it as ‘you divine tool of righteous vengeance and wrath.’

[starlusts-blog]

[sighapathy]

u cant trust people who step on flowers

[katsmoving]

If you are a monster, how come you carry stardust in the palm of your hand? How come the stars kiss your skin like you are made of something holy? You are the stuff of dreams, darling. Only the heavens hold beings like you.

you see a demon when you are actually an angel // k.s. (inspired by @neo-icarus)

[thecountryfucker-deactivated202]

Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf, So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day Nothing gold can stay.

Robert Frost (via soracities)

[ryuhyunn]

I want to be loved so bad it’s pathetic and embarrassing

[blowsargent]

[ryuhyunn]

Garden, Halsey

[quietvoiced]

[poetbitesback]

Do you want to know why you are lonely?  You locked your doors, let yourself become a haunted house  and ghosts are roaming your bones like empty corridors. Your body is not a place for the living, a sign hangs around your neck that reads  ‘Turn Back Now.‘  So what do you call the monster  who inhabit your halls? By its name, sweetheart. You know it well, it’s the same as yours.

horror stories have only one survivor || O.L. (via chlorinecoveredgirl)

[saintjoan]

the cosmos unravels from my mouth,

margaret atwood, excerpt of half-hanged mary (via ardouisur)

[shepraises]

Be so full of love, it overflows from you like rain. You never know who is living in a desert and is in need of water.

a.k. (via solusarae)

[thequotejournals]

the courage it took to get out of bed each morning to face the same things over and over was enormous.

Charles Bukowski, The Freeway Life (via thequotejournals)

[untitled61064]

flowers in french 💐

[ryuhyunn]

daffodil - la jonquille

daisy - la marguerite

tulip - la tulipe

lily - le lys

sunflower - le tournesol

carnation - l’œillet (m)

rose - la rose  

rosebud - le bouton de rose

cherry tree - le cerisier

dandelion - le pissenlit

honeysuckle - le chèvrefeuille

aster - l’aster (m)

orchid - l’orchidée (f)

flower bouquet - le bouquet de fleurs

to blossom - fleurir

flower - la fleur

flowering tree - l’arbre en fleur (m)

meadow - la prairie

petal - le pétale

[lv0009]

from Irving Penn’s Flowers