What the

Fuck.

[flowerytale]

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980

[tendernotion]

being in your 20’s is like “if I can just get through this week I’ll be ok” but every fucking week

[thoughtsfromawallflower]

[sift]

via weheartit

[awanderingbrunette]

[love]

via weheartit

[fathippyfeminist-deactivated201]

[fathippyfeminist-deactivated201]

[danger]

[mylovebythesea]

My hopeless romantic says yes but my independent woman says no

[lysglimtfoto]

[fallenfay-l-h]

[joeinct]

Jean Cocteau, Photo by André Papillon, 1939

[wordsnquotes]

“You will find out who you are not a thousand times, before you ever discover who you are.”

— William Chapman

[especially]

[iambrillyant]

“you’ve turned your pain into flowers, and while you may have a certain glow about you that attracts different people, you have the right to refuse access of yourself to anyone trying to pluck you from your roots so they may benefit off all the hard work you’ve put into yourself.”

- iambrillyant

[wordsnquotes]

“We mature with the damage, not over the years.”

— Mateus William