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[lostcap]

He was raised on secondhand gospels, that he never learned to believe. Still he sung amazing grace, with a sinners hallowed grief. He was haunted by the Holy Ghost, such is the fate of the devout. But he spoke the language of the lost, with the taste scripture heavy in his mouth. He was of the faithless and the divine. And he did, as the damned do, became a martyr.

for the boy you loved, who the gods forgot | p.d

[lostcap]

He’s there, standing next to you, and your eyes are open, and you don’t - you don’t remember dying, but, god, maybe you’re finally dead. And maybe, maybe your mama’s old stories were right. You do become the sky when you die. And what use would it be, to be a star, without the only sun you’d ever known? You smile.

of course he’s there | p.d

[qulcksilvery]

i live in berlin, germany and it's basically the only place in germany that i like. people are honest as fuck (sometimes too honest lmao) but especially the older generation has like that hard exterior but soft inside thing going on,, still moving to england next year because i dislike the country as a whole but berlin is a pretty cool place tbh

what are you doing in england then? I’d love to move there myself, but I’m stuck in Würzburg for the next few years.. do you think you want to come back to germany someday? :)

url: don’t get it oops | nice | pretty great | cAn We JuSt | WHO DID YOU KILL

icon: selfie | nice | pretty great | cAn We JuSt | I THINK I JUST DIED

theme:  nice | pretty great | cAn We JuSt | I’M STEALING IT

posts: not my fandom | nice | pretty great | cAn We JuSt | I WILL REBLOG EVERYTHING

do i follow you?: no but ily || now || you’re in my pack || we’re family

wanna join?

[lostcap]

It’s a tragedy, the way our story goes;maybe, perhaps, almost.

if it’s love, it must be more than most | p.d

[sstartrekk]

sara hh

hot wind blowing through your hair

birds chirping in a bush

a light shade of yellow

dusk on a summer night

[johnnystorrm]

hums my fave fictional character will forever and always be steve rogers tbh

steve rogers is insanely precious <33

url: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | peggy cartericon: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | natasha romanoff theme: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | jane fosterposts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | pepper pottsoverall: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | wanda maximoffam i following? no but ilu | i am now | yes | to hell and back comment: i love your theme and your icon is really cute :3 

i’m doing blogrates! c:

[lostcap]

Oh, how you loved the boy time buried, the one who danced through summer, with december in his bones. Like the tender hands of winter, wrapped delicately around your throat. (His body, a battlefield, spring could never hold)

In his dreams, it is august, and you breathe | p.d

[sstartrekk]

i voted for the first url!

URL: 9/10Icon: 10/10Posts: 8/10Theme: 9/10Overall: 9/10Following: no sorry ♥ | I am now | till the end of the line

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