#dark aesthetic

[midnightinshadow]

[rosieandthemoon]

Pere Lachaise Cemetery, Paris

[gothredy]

[franz-bauch-foto]

Sunset

[gentle-sadist2]

“There is my girl.”

Funny how four simple words can undo someone. When she walks into the room. When she quietly comes back to your side without thinking about it. When she rests her head against you after a long day. When she looks up and realizes she’s being noticed again. Not admired. Not watched.

Claimed.

There’s something dangerous about being recognized like you belong somewhere. About hearing the same words over and over until they stop sounding like a sentence and start feeling like home.

“There is my girl.”

And suddenly the whole world gets a little quieter.

[petrichor-mist]

lost in a purple haze~

[midnightinshadow]