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izzy's playlists!
Monterey Bay Aquarium
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Fai_Ryy
The Bowery Presents
occasionally subtle
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
d e v o n
Today's Document
Noah Kahan
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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bliss lane
Jules of Nature

blake kathryn

Origami Around

PR's Tumblrdome
Cosmic Funnies

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╳ ᴶᵁᴰᴳᴱ me now, for who I AM
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of monsters & men || starters
❛ just grab a hold of my hand . ❜ ❛ somewhere deep in the dark a howling beast hears us talk . ❜ ❛ i dare you to close your eyes . ❜ ❛ you love love love when you know i can’t love you . ❜ ❛ after every sunny day , comes a stormy night . ❜ ❛ you’re my king & i’m your lionheart . ❜ ❛ breathe in , breathe out . let the human in . ❜ ❛ my head is an animal . ❜ ❛ all the trouble i have caused with my two hands . ❜ ❛ & we’re far , far home but we’re so happy . ❜ ❛ we used to play outside when you were young and full of life and full of love . ❜ ❛ i watched you disappear . ❜ ❛ it’s best we both forget before we dwell on it . ❜ ❛ as i looked around i began to notice we are nothing like the rest . ❜ ❛ there’s an old voice in my head that’s holding me back . ❜ ❛ are you really going to love me when i’m gone ? ❜ ❛ i’m shaking like a leaf . ❜ ❛ can you chase this fire away ? ❜ ❛ but i tried , oh , i tried . ❜ ❛ just let me go & we’ll meet again soon . ❜ ❛ we won’t run . ❜ ❛ it’s killing me to see you this way . ❜ ❛ i’m a crook for not caring for it . ❜ ❛ the stairs creak as you sleep , it’s keeping me / you awake . it’s the house telling me / you to close your eyes . ❜ ❛ don’t listen to a word i say . ❜ ❛ as the world comes to an end i’ll be here to hold your hand . ❜ ❛ please hang around . ❜ ❛ i can see through you . ❜ ❛ it’s perfectly strange . ❜ ❛ hungry for the kill , but this hunger , it isn’t you . ❜ ❛ we are the same . ❜ ❛ some days i don’t know if i am wrong or right . ❜ ❛ you can follow me . ❜ ❛ some days I can’t even dress myself . ❜ ❛ why are you shaking your head ? ❜ ❛ i’m all out of breath . ❜ ❛ your mind is playing tricks on you , my dear . ❜ ❛ i am a killer . ❜ ❛ i take off my face because it reminds me how it all went wrong . ❜ ❛ darker days are raining over me . ❜ ❛ my blood runs red but my body feels so cold . ❜ ❛ i am the storm . ❜ ❛ please look away , don’t look at me . ❜ ❛ i heard them calling in the distance . ❜ ❛ i am sorry for the trouble , i suppose . ❜ ❛ i need nothing . ❜ ❛ i know that it’s a waste of time , chasing in the dark . ❜ ❛ you’re cold against the skin . ❜ ❛ & i run , i run , i run . ❜ ❛ the way you held me so tight … all through the night … ❜ ❛ you & i will not be shaken ! ❜ ❛ stop , i will take control . ❜ ❛ you scream , you scratch , you bite . ❜ ❛ the books that i keep by my bed are full of your stories . ❜ ❛ i’ll meet your eyes for the very first time , for the very last . ❜ ❛ let go , lay to rest . ❜ ❛ maybe i’m a bad , bad , bad , bad person . well , baby , i know . ❜ ❛ these fingertips will never run through your skin . ❜ ❛ i will lead you through this wonderland . ❜ ❛ water up to my knees , but sharks are swimming in the sea . ❜ ❛ ignore all those big warning signs . ❜ ❛ you have scars & some scratches . it makes me wonder about your past . ❜ ❛ the light is blinding my eyes . ❜ ❛ i push you away , although I wish you could stay . ❜ ❛ i’m never ready . ❜ ❛ time won’t let me show what i want to show . ❜ ❛ all eyes on me . ❜ ❛ i spend my night dancing with my own shadow . ❜ ❛ i packed my things & ran . ❜
; send me ❛ brush ❜ for my character's reaction to your character running their fingers through my character's hair.
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You have me. Until every last star in the galaxy dies. You have me.
Amie Kaufman, Illuminae (via fvrmamentvs)
Break the ice; have our muses interact!
hakamorra:
This includes not only if our characters haven’t met yet, but even if they already have.
“Are you lost?“ ‘And you are?” “Who are you?” “I don’t think we’ve met.” “How old are you?” “How long have you been there?” “Can I trust you?” “Who do you think you are?” “Are you wearing my clothes…?” “You’re cute.“ “Would you like to go on a date with me?” “People are watching.” “Be Careful!” “Help me!” “I’ve got bad news.“ “Hate to break it to you.. but ___ is dead.“ “I will never forgive you.” “I’m sorry…” “Why are you so angry?“ “Just kill me!” “This is where it ends.” “Victory!“ “Stay close!” “Watch it!” “Why don’t you hate me?!“ “You can’t just give up… not now!”
finals are coming up soon so this blog will be on a hiatus for a while.
“Sleep is a death, O make me try By sleeping, what it is to die, And as gently lay my head On my grave, as now my bed.”
She was galaxies. And he was a stargazer.
hasher-iwm (via wnq-writers)
hungergasmes:
The past can hurt. But from the way I see it, you can either run from it, or learn from it.
slipknotpyro:
My Friends
as-warm-as-choco:
Visual development for The Lion King (1994) / Remember Who You Are…
spookychu:
inspired by @hereisfleiss [ x ]
‘It means, We can’t change the future; it comes to us whether we’re prepared or not.’
Lynne Ewing, from Outcast (via the-final-sentence)
I don’t feel like I belong anywhere. I am an outcast. I am a bother. I’m simply someone that’s there, I have no importance and it’s hurts. It hurts to know I’m not important. It hurts to know that I could die tonight and no one would even notice.
i need to go away // 3:02 (via anobodybutsomebody)
A great fire burns within me, but no one stops to warm themselves at it, and passerbys only see a wisp of smoke.
Vincent Van Gogh (via street-existentialist)