#troubledsouls

[zoneofsilence1]

[herheroics]

"little spoon" link to amelia

send in " little spoon " for the receiver to cuddle the sender, so that the sender is now the little spoon

                  SAVING LIVES and taking names seemed to be something the brunette was good at. She was good at her job of course but taking names of those that were extra special to her, that was something else. Letting out a small yawn, Amelia ran her hand over her tired face as she opened the door to their apartment. It was late, she knew that. Link was probably already home and even potentially asleep but she was home. Placing her things on the kitchen bench, the brunette padded her way through the place before coming to a stop at the doorway, smiling at the man curled up in the bed. Sliding her shoes off, Amelia slid in the bed behind Link, wrapping her arms around his waist as she placed her head in the crevice of his shoulder blades. She was HOME.

[fatalelity]

@troubledsouls​ → 𝐒𝐂.

eyes fixed on the surgeon before her : he fits all the descriptions  [   okay, & the pictures too.    ]    addison montgomery has never been the master at subtlety. she’s not made to be subtle. words travel fast here. body lean against the counter of the nurse’s station as she sips the coffee jo wilson retrieved for her.  ❝   so... you’re scout’s dad, link.   ❞

[resonanceofthought]

Empty Souls

I would attempt to write a poem Of the grief tied to loneliness But how could I? How can words manifest themselves from an empty soul? I would attempt to compose a song Of the tradgedies of deserted lives But how could I? How can notes form from ashes?

But here I am. Somehow the best compositions come out of the emptiness To form something more tangible than any happy soul.

[juliaeatsworld-blog]

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Happy New Years from Cabin Fucking 8! #southafrica #happynewyears #sisters #troubledsouls #oneofakind @sharniebee

[theenewageofenlightenment]

Joy Division live.. Here are the Young Men.

I remember the first time I saw live footage of Ian Curtis dancing...I was transfixed, he, too, was a troubled soul...I could see. I wanted to curl up there, I wanted to flail and thrash with him.