thunder and yearning

Aesthetic and suggestion blog. Syn | He/She | 20s Header by Melissa McCracken.

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obdurate obsidian; it’s no wonder the hands that hold the dagger never falter

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Roses bloom in the heavens ev’ry morning

Sanguine to herald a sun aborning

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Conceived by nebulae, by clouds cumbered

My cherished awakens from ashen slumber.

[mothma-byebye]

country skies moodboard

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shoveling the driveway in a snow globe. the snow is glitter and the atmosphere is a colloid.

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reality, unreality, surreality. what about subreality, just beneath this one? don’t tell me you can’t see it?!

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hi all, syn/ron speaking. i logged in after years and realized i still had many, many posts saved in my drafts for “later,” so that’s what the blog will consist of going forward! unearthing relics and whatnot.

[v-ersacrum]

Gustav Klimt

[bayonetbunny]

Red roses, red roses!

How the queen adores her roses

She feeds them twice weekly

Beware the gardens then

For the gardner is also the axeman

[synesthetesuggestion]

Heeeeeeyyyyyy, I'm oldfaerieofwinds, I'm still around!

Hi!! omg I’ve been reblogging all your old additions because they’re so beautiful, thanks for sticking around for so long!!

[expressions-of-nature]

Perito Moreno Glacier, Argentina by Rodrigo Espinosa

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the steps of our dance are engraved on the floor. we trace them over and over again in cycles of love.

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2:03AM is when every lonely sigh is a lost epiphany and every fairy sighting is mislabeled as a dream.

[oldfaerieofwinds]

3:02AM is when every shadow curls and blooms around your bed and the tree tapping your window is mistaken for a lost boy from the stars

[synesthetesuggestion]

I bought a mood ring and couldn’t watch it for too long without becoming terribly bored. When my moods change color, they also change weight and shape and texture and temperature.

[autoneurotic]

I Have A Type,

[autoneurotic]

wait check this out you won’t believe this

[synesthetesuggestion]

Music swirls around in my head

As anxiety swirls around in my stomach

And if I cannot reconcile them

In my throat

Perhaps I can birth them on paper.

[synesthetesuggestion]

translucent fluttering, green premonitions

[oldfaerieofwinds]

translucent fluttering, green premonitions

silver sighs, magenta dreams

bronze tears, emerald deja vu

[mapeauaime]

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