Traicere mihi Aguas

Of all ghosts the ghosts of our old loves are the worst. Arthur Conan Doyle Lost in thought and in dreams Enjoy that which I see in a place of desire, a moment of wishful thinking Dragons roam within I myself live within a storm. I hear the wind calling my name through the crash of presence, saying it will never let go. Push against me life. I will stumble and I am a child of the fall and for all I've done forgiving myself is hardest. If you are under 18, why? So not a place for you.

[viciously-alive]

Adieu

It's that time. Thank you for listening to me over the last few years. But, I've reached that place where this doesn't hold its sway over me anymore. I've met friends here that I will always hold dear. But, the time has come for this blog to just go dormant. You might find me on my little one now and then, but this blog just isn't me anymore. And I might find it's OK to step away and just live. It's time for the lights to dim and the curtain to fall. Thank you for following me. God bless and may you find that which you are searching for.

[velvet-plats]

I want all my secrets back

six word story (via gracefully-found)

[meeochia]

[ramblingsofacrazyheart]

Sink your hungry hands deep into the depths of my being. Reaching past my mind, my heart to the bottom of my soul. Turn me inside out, marking every raw inch…I need to feel you forever.

ramblingsofacrazyheart ♡ (via ramblingsofacrazyheart)

[vulcanicamente62]

[dillon-panther]

[kushandwizdom]

[novr-deactivated20190712]

[serializedcomics]

[acid-kitty-things]

A chubby doe :3

[ole1960-deactivated20171118]

[bobbymoynihans]

[viciously-alive]

My tongue is fat from too much whiskey, caffeine and song.

But all I can do is read poetry through my eyes.

While you come to me with smiles and light.

That watches me stumble from my spot lined with ideas.

Written from loneliness and anger.

And you erased them all.

[viciously-alive]

I spoke sitting on the edge of that cliff Things I wished for And all I saw Was the trees speaking amongst themselves

[misswallflower]

[sadochrist]

[thelovejournals]

There’s some people in this world who you can just love and love and love no matter what.

John Green, An Abundance of Katherines (via thelovejournals)