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( sorry for the inactivity y’all, life’s been a bit hectic. i’ll be back v soon! )

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Clever girl. You play with fire because you want to be burnt.

Holly Black, The Coldest Girl in Coldtown (via nastyorchid)

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[notthatgreen]

margaret atwood sentence starters.

❛ i used to say i’d know you anywhere, but it’s getting harder. ❜ 

❛ search instead for the others, the ones left over. ❜ 

❛ it was not what he had in mind. ❜

❛ i exist in two places, here and where you are. ❜

❛ love is choosing. ❜

❛ all people are driven to the point of eating their own gods. ❜ 

❛ screw poetry, it’s you i want. ❜

❛ leave me alone, this is my winter. i will stay here if i choose. ❜ 

❛ you are as innocent as a bathtub full of bullets. ❜ 

❛ what use is moonlight? ❜

❛ only we could call it a wound. ❜

❛ only we can regret the perishing of the burned place. ❜

❛ and now it’s in you, secrecy. ❜ 

❛ i wish to show you the darkness you are so afraid of. ❜

❛ when the appearances of things have left you, you will still have this darkness. ❜

❛ memorize it. you will know it again in your own time. ❜

❛ this darkness is a place you can enter and be as safe in as anywhere. ❜

❛ it’s a wonder either of us believed a word the other said. ❜

❛ i feel like the word shatter. ❜

❛ the two of us were - by our own admission - proficient and shameless liars of long standing. ❜

❛ knowing that the work is mine, how can i love you? ❜

❛ a truth should exist, it should not be used like this. ❜

❛ i stand in the presence of the destroyed god. ❜

❛ as for the sun, there are as many suns as there are words for sun. ❜

❛ if i love you, is that a fact or a weapon? ❜

❛ i would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary. ❜

❛ what are you supposed to do with all this loss? ❜

❛ life goes more smoothly without a heart. ❜

❛ knowing too much about other people puts you in their power, they have a claim on you. ❜

❛ where do you draw the line between love and greed? ❜

❛ you are forced to understand their reasons for doing things and then you are weakened. ❜

❛ can’t you be both? ❜

❛ now that i’m dead i know everything. ❜

❛ whoever said that light was life and darkness nothing? ❜

❛ welcome back, my darling. ❜

❛ in exile, survival is the first necessity. ❜

❛ i will not come when you call. ❜

❛ we must resist, we must refuse to disappear. ❜

❛ we touch as though attacking. ❜

❛ we should be kind, we should take warning, we should forgive each other. ❜

❛ if you get hungry enough, they say, you start eating your own heart. ❜

❛ to put a hand on another is to touch death. ❜

❛ you collapse my house of cards merely by breathing. ❜

❛ there’s no love here. maybe it’s the boredom. ❜

❛ i know you’re there, even when i can’t see you. ❜

❛ i began to forget myself in the middle of sentences. ❜

❛ we are hard on each other and call it honestly. ❜

❛ our choices turn them criminal. ❜

❛ the beauty is an illusion, and also a warning. ❜

❛ farewells can be shattering, but returns are surely worse. ❜

❛ solid flesh can never live up to the bright shadow cast by its absence. ❜

❛ whether they are dead or not is a moot point. ❜

❛ that, or a bleary hopeless love. ❜

❛ speaking of which, its the smiling tires me out the most. ❜

❛ not that anyone here but you would understand. ❜

❛ is it suffering or goodness that makes them holy or can anyone tell the difference? ❜

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dahlias life but every time she makes a mistake it gets faster

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I like it when it hurts like hell There’s nothing you can do to me I wouldn’t do to myself.

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 (  is anyone good at making promos ? i could totally slap down a few bucks for one, i feel like i need to throw my name back out there but i just dont have the time/skill to make one moiself :’((  )

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[kidhanbin]

you love him, don’t you? him and his pale, long fingers tangled in your hair, running down your spine. him and his cold lips against your neck,  your jaw, your chin. and in these empty church halls, with him, religion shifts and turns and blurs. his mouth is your confessional, and you sin, you sin, you sin.

the devil never seemed so holy (via kingrobb)

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reblog this if i can tumblr im you, just slamming a muse or plot idea down in front of you

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this doesn’t mean that you have to accept or agree with the idea - i’m just a scared little turtle that would like to know if that’s something that you wouldn’t mind so much 

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onefxrthemoney:

“Well, damn, ‘cause here I am thinkin’ I’ve finally found some entertainment for the night.” 

Without another word, they sit on the ledge on the edge of the roof, faced towards the pile of newspapers, eyes narrowed and expression set in deep contemplation as they chewed on a stick of pocky. Head tilted a fraction as they thought over the possibilities.

“Arson, art project, or political statement?”

“D. All’ve the above.”  Dahlia extinguished the match with a lackadaisical wrist flick, turning the creeping flame into a tongue of grey smoke. She bent down and tossed the newcomer a wedge of oily newsprint, front page blaring past mistakes: “THEATER PRODUCTION ENDS IN TRAGEDY: ‘Accidental’ Arson Ends Sophomore Dhalia Espinosa’s Performing Arts Career.”  They hadn’t even spelled her name right. And c’mon, who decided to use a pic of her from THAT angle? So what, sue me, she thought Macbeth could be spruced up with a hint of amateur pyrotechnics. She’d spent the last four hours rounding up every copy the newspaper staff had laid around campus to hit the stands tomorrow. There was something a little ironic-poetic about burning them, she thought.  “Didja come up here for the view, or...?”