Aura ☆

i think a lot, listen to music. i'm fond of stars

[julius-caeser]

Julius. Do NOT let the boys come on march 15th. Something bad is going to happen.

boys night goes on. how else will we kiss and gossip about our wives.

[messercrashem]

eight year old sirius seeing ted kiss andromeda on the cheek when she was complaining about how she wasn't pretty enough, so the next time remus complained about his scars, sirius quickly pecked his cheek and bolted

[maxi-is-not-well]

[loveridden1999]

i am going to be honest with you guys i wish caesar wasn't the only one getting stabbed to death this march

[street-of-mercy]

Opening Tumblr on March 15th

[st4rchildsblog]

she's so pretty -aura ☆

She's a fairy, straight from heaven

She's all I wish for at 11:11

The embodiment of perfection

I wonder if she kisses her reflection

Well she should cause she's a goddess

I worship her

my Aphrodite

And I know I'm not religious

But for her I find myself praying (begging) to God almighty

She posted today

A video of herself

I stare at her soft doe eyes

Scrolling through her posts

Her effortless beauty

I stare, for just a second too long

Now I feel perverted

Can straight people be converted?

I know I sound stupid

I guess we're all idiots in love

For this is an impossible love story

Forbidden; hopeless;

One-sided;

[garden-ofjoy]

I WANT TO READ ALL THE BOOKS, STUDY ALL THE LANGUAGES, ADMIRE ALL THE ART... BUT I AM JUST SO TIRED!!!

[strawberry-crocodile]

im starting to think that treating nazi germany as a unique and incomparable evil rather than as an extention of the western european colonial project that happened to threaten the interests of other western european powers might be bad actually

[st4rchildsblog]

i think eventually, we're all drowned by the very rain we used to dance in

[st4rchildsblog]

Soap°ᯓ

aura ☆

I'm disgusting

stinking

rotten

my mother never fails to remind me of that

how I dirty everything I touch

did I spoil you too?

is that why you've become so mean?

did my deep-rooted apathy get to you?

was my agony not loveable?

was I not suffering beautifully?

you could've told me that

i would've started being clean for you

scrubbed my skin till a layer comes off so I'm no longer impure

i would stomach any pill

if it means I get to live

with you

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

[owl-noire]

Hey friendly reminder to love and cherish Green Day

[thunder-pierogi]

Tumblr users Green Day plays with JPEGs American Idiot lyrics like dolls

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Traci Brimhall, Dear Eros

[st4rchildsblog]

"Pertinacious"

- aura ☆

you stupid pristine child

blaming the world for the harm you yourself inflict

you drink acid and cry of a blazing tongue

they rush you to the er,

and you refuse to see the doctor

so comfortable in your pain

you ignore that it can kill you

a wound can only heal if you let it

stop picking on the scab

it doesn't matter how the acid tasted

it hurt you

that's it

that won't change

you can drink it

again and

again and

again

all it will ever do is burn you

stop staring at the bottle

no amount of beautiful packaging can save you from what's inside

stop falling for the taste

it's not even that good

a moment of heaven for

eternal perdition

it's poison, love

it's only purpose is to kill you

why do you keep forgetting that?

[st4rchildsblog]

I truly think I'm unloveable

i must hide myself to recieve love

anyone who loves me doesn't completely know me

and everyone who knew me

got too repulsed to stay

-☆

[longingwhispers]

" We all have one foot in a fairytale, and the other in the abyss"

Paulo coelho

[peaceishim]

I found this on twitter.

(Not mine)

[firdaus-ii]

you cut off women from dancing, because girls of good characters do not indulge in such lewd activities. if they become one with their swaying hips, how will you hold down their bodies and spirits?

you cut off women from reading, because books have so many vile ideas about freedom and humanity. hence, they may begin to spin ideas from the yarn of knowledge, jeopardising the conditional safety of your cage.

you cut off women from adorning themselves lovingly, because lest they begin to like the shape of their noses or the curves of their waist; they will stop caring about other people and conforming to your standards of beauty.

you cut off women from expressing because girls from good families do not raise their voices. you say the devil resides in their voice boxes and if they don’t watch their tongues, they may taint the name of their families.

you cut off women from being, so the only thing they’re left with is fear and misery. grinding that terror on the stone of fate like grains, they toil away their lives.

then you call them many many rotten things if any of them refuses to believe this. still, if they don’t comply, force is applied repeatedly.

they become a skeleton of their potential self, grieving in secrecy; because privacy is a luxury. what if in the empty silence they finally start thinking & questioning?

yet, you wonder why they’re exhausted and angry, fighting silent wars within and outside.