#lyricals

[intergalacticstarlight]

𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕𝕤, 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕀? 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖'𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕠'𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕨 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕖𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕓𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕣𝕖? 𝕀 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕪 𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖, 𝕞𝕪 𝕞𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕝, 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕜𝕪 ℕ𝕠𝕨 𝕀'𝕞 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕪𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝔸𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕖 𝕀'𝕞 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠 𝕚𝕗 𝕀, 𝕀 𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕦𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕦𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕋𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕒𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝔹𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖, 𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕕𝕠 𝕚𝕥 𝕀𝕗 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕋𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕪 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕔𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕥

[somethingbcrrowed]

. 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒'𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝒾 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 . 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾'𝓁𝓁 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝑒 . 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒 . 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝒾𝒹 . 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒'𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝒾 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 . 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒 . 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒 . 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝒾𝒹

[ruminationsandbrainbugs]

It amazes me, you move on so easily from someone that you once called home

Chelsea Cutler, “Crazier Things”

[the-updog-academy]

March 26th Day 3 - Musical

March 27th Day 4 - Briefcase

The Umbrella Academy x Jack's Mannequin - The Resolution

Playing catch up and combining two missed days by making a lyrical!

[quagmire-sapphire]

The night sits wherever you are. Your night is of lilac. Every now and then a gesture escapes from the beam of your dimples, breaks the wineglass and lights up the starlight. And your night is your shadow— a fairy-tale piece of land to make our dreams equal. I am not a traveler or a dweller in your lilac night, I am he who was one day me. Whenever night grew in you I guessed the heart’s rank between two grades: neither the self accepts, nor the soul accepts. But in our bodies a heaven and an earth embrace. And all of you is your night ... radiant night like planet ink. Night is the covenant of night, crawling in my body anesthetized like a fox’s sleepiness. Night diffusing a mystery that illuminates my language, whenever it is clearer I become more fearful of a tomorrow in the fist. Night staring at itself safe and assured in its endlessness, nothing celebrates it except its mirror and the ancient shepherd songs in a summer of emperors who get sick on love. Night that flourished in its Jahili poetry on the whims of Imru’ el-Qyss and others, and widened for the dreamers the milk path to a hungry moon in the remoteness of speech ...

Your Night is of Lilac by Mahmoud Darwish [trans. Fady Joudah]

[inthefrostynight-blog]

Fall Out Boy: Grand Theft Autumn / Where Is Your Boy [OFFICIAL VIDEO]

by: Fall Out Boy via  Fueled By Ramen on YouTube

[solarsenshii]

don’t let your crown f a l l  –– princess; fletcher

clary fray & isabelle lightwood