Oh, little darling, ATLAS has nothing on you. You are all old aches and forced bravado, ——so warped and WINDED not even the mirror still knows YOU.
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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almost home
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occasionally subtle
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Love Begins
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@wouldbekxng
Oh, little darling, ATLAS has nothing on you. You are all old aches and forced bravado, ——so warped and WINDED not even the mirror still knows YOU.
they’re gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep.
I might bend I may bruise But, I will never Ever Let myself break Not While I still have Something to PROTECT
Everything is my f a u l t I’ll take all the b l a m e
Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Last Night I Sang to the Monster
A scrumptious fuck-ton of human mouth references.
[From various sources]
The more the light shines through me
I pretend to close my eyes
The more the dark consumes me
I pretend I’m burning, burning bright
He’s a devout man, he actually prayed for this
S10 Countdown: 18 days - or N°144 in the series “wild spam of random caps” - SN: 04x07
spnedit: Team Free Will
"This is it." - "This is what?" - ”Team Free Will. One ex-blood junkie, one dropout with 6 bucks to his name, and Mr. Comatose over there. Awesome.”
Orbital Mechanics by Tatiana Plakhova
This is breathtaking.
You don’t realize how alone you are until you’re staying up every night thinking about things you should never think of and you cant tell anybody because you have nobody to tell.
4:26am 7/1/14 (via everfleeting)
Shit
(via ahimsa-soul)
— James Joyce
It’s so damn hard to do this, what we do. All alone, you know?
E. M. Cioran, On the Heights of Despair