WILDERNESS

dani; xxix thunderbird; sagittarius; enfp chaotic neutral All my flowers grew back as thorns.

[solongastoria]

567 days it took to find myself.

I'll never actually come back. At the end of a very long day though, I couldn't leave this place without leaving it to a happy note I won't be afraid to look back on. Thank you for the messages in the meantime.

I am safe, I am happy, I am not who I was.

[tallglassofchickennugget]

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As relaxing as I find this, I also find it oddly ominous and terrifying. 

like, this is probably what you hear before you die???

[wordsnquotes]

I’m not good. I don’t know why people have to pretend to be good, nobody’s good.

Tennessee Williams, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof

(via bericdondarrion)

[eroticfriendfictions]

H. Jon Benjamin’s book is a delight

[tsunamiwavesurfing]

shoutout to peach ice tea

[solongastoria]

[wildfairy]

Go ahead. Call me the snake hidden in your garden. So this isn’t pretty? So I don’t forgive the right way? So you wanted something soft that sparkles? So you never asked who I wanted to be. Call me FEARLESS and DEFIANT in the same breath. Watch me be the lightning that only ever strikes my own tree. Both the VICTIM and the GOD COMPLEX that caused this. I’ve got two good hands (for burying myself deeper in this hole). Got a target on my back and a venomous bite. STARLET at the top of the charts; NIGHTMARE in all the headlines. So, I’m the snake. So I’m the woman with a hundred different faces and nobody can agree on a single one of them. So, this is over, right? I buried myself alive. Burned my own bones. But a snake still sheds its skin. Finds itself with a tougher layer every time you try to kill it.

Look What You Made Me Do, Angelea Lowes  (via angelealowes)

[wild-cabins]

FORESTBOUND

[badpoetsclub]

Sagittarius,  child of the archer,  you’ve always been a target they dangle your freedom on the end of a string,  treated like prey in the mouth of a tiger they make you dance in circles around responsibilities, around choices  they call you insane, a child, too bold you are the one they make stay So raise your bow and act quickly shoot arrows of confidence at your enemies make them fear the sound of mighty hooves as you stomp insecurities back into the dust be playful and childlike, like a sprite cast spells on your foes watch them call you ‘lover’ in the morning rob them of the light in their eyes by simply waving goodbye You don’t have to stay constant, or know everything, or be sane you can travel the world and see it all you can make mother earth your bitch Sagittarius, you are the strength of the pack never let anyone try to contain your fiery essence

a Sagittarius’ song // hnl 2017

for @theladyinwriting and my other sweet Sagittariuses- please enjoy!

[truelovevip-deactivated20190324]

being as i am an idiot, and having been one my whole life, i just wanna say that i find it very easy to do nothing, and go nowhere. i eat chocolate late at night in the dark. i stand in the garden also. and i’m often waiting for something to happen. and i’m stupid.

[duartesjude]

the raven cycle + repetition [2/6] ↳ cabeswater [x]

… it was always very old and very young at once. It had always been and yet it was always learning itself. It was always alive and waiting to be alive again.

[pedro-reed]

I’m not an outcast. I’m not an orphan or a street rat or some crazy girl who’s lost her way.

[holymoleydoitchloe]

[wildfairy]

I have this recurring dream where all the psychic parlors are hanging signs that read THE END IS NEAR. And I don’t even react. All I can think is good riddance. My world imploded years ago and it’s about time that everything else caught up. See, misery really does love company, and it doesn’t seem to matter how good I’ve gotten at hiding,  it still finds me. When my skin’s on fire, I want the whole world burning down with me. I know I couldn’t survive alone, but I don’t want anything to survive without me either. So I keep walking through town like a ghost. Like I’ve got translucent skin. Everyone can see right through and they notice the ripping organs. But they never say anything. Nobody ever says anything. We just pretend not to see the signs. We pretend psychics are still just voodoo nonsense. And I want to rip down all the signs. I want to wear them like a cape. Walking around, screaming, THE END IS HERE, THE END IS HERE, AND I’M GOING WITH IT. Just to see if someone finally blinks.

The Ugly Symptoms, Angelea Lowes (via angelealowes)

[bimorgana]

(500) days of Summer (2009) dir. Marc Webb

[solongastoria]

God, I can't wait until I don't give a fuck anymore.

[thesokovianaccords]

here’s the thing about adulthood-

you will go for like three months with nothing happening and you’re bored as hell and then in the span of two weeks eight different things happen at once - some fantastic and some shitty and some just plain bonkers - and you’re just running around like a chicken with your head cut off and no clue what the fuck is going on