[great-tunes]

Visit Original Link

[ridleysheas]

‘ --- the strange silence surrounding me grows closer, feels colder; but i'm to ready to suffer the sea. black water, take over. ’ 

[ridleysheas]

M O O D B O A R D.

rιdley + her desolation.

‘ — I think she ate a salad and some soup. And loneliness. She ate that, too. ’ 

[theworldwasquiet]

I like simple things… books, being alone, or with somebody who understands.

Daphne du Maurier 

[c3cps]

[wnq-writers]

You know you’re lonely when you can’t wait for the moon to arrive and have a sleep full of lovely dreams. You can’t wait for it, so you started drifting away from reality and began dreaming while the sun is still watching.

[27bodies]

[kazbrekkker]

[earthckitt]

c h a r a c t e r a e s t h e t i c.

                             ↳ ridley shea;

                             lost little orphan girl,                            who turns her pain and                   loneliness into something beautiful.

[mpl0u]

[opossumsrph]

character aesthetics - the lost and lonely

All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart.

[natasadm]

“I think “be yourself” is something everybody is struggling to be. It’s that thing of knowing what grounds you and what brings you back to normality. It’s realizing that it’s wonderful to do these things, and then in my off time I call my friends, I read my books, I take my walks. I get excited about finding new projects or work that I want to develop or that I dreamed of doing. What I mean is to not fear what doesn’t need to change. Whatever has been you the whole time will probably continue to be that way.” - Alicia Vikander

[wordsnquotes]

I felt as if I were dissolving, autumn breeze flowing cool and sweet between my ribs and into my veins, turning me from earth into air.

Tana French, In The Woods

[trcshqueen]

aesthetic » elemental witchcraft: EARTH.

❛The clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.❜

[somebodytodiefor]

[sad-plath]

Leave before they realize you are not worth staying for.

Bianca Phipps, The Heartbreaker Poem 

[infinite-playlistings]

Visit Original Link

[ridleysheas]

‘ --- well i have brittle bones it seems. i bite my tongue and torch my dreams. have a little voice to speak with, and a mind of thoughts and secrecy. ’

[soracities]

Sleepy moths fluttered In her dark eyes, And her lips grew quieter Than lullabies. Swaying with the reedgrass Over the stream Lazily she lingered Cradling a dream.

Austin Clarke, from ‘The Awakening of Dermuid’