here once, through an alley titanic / of cypress, i roamed with my soul / of cypress, with psyche, my soul / there were days when my heart was volcanic / as the scoriac rivers that roll / as the lavas that restlessly roll.
@msbennets

villainessy:

If you can imagine it, it’s possible.

game of thrones + pretty colors (pt. II)

so did you guys just meet last night or are you together?
t o g e t h e r.

"People learn to love their chains."

At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare

— Caitlin Moran (via ambvr)

cerceos:

Nydia Lilian

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When the blood of your veins returns to the sea and the dust of your bones returns to the ground, maybe then will you remember that this earth does not belong to you, you belong to this earth.

— (via cosmofilius)

I think maybe that home was us. It was you and me together in that stupid car riding around and smoking cigarettes. I think that was everything. I’m sorry. I should have known that you were the one person who always stays.  

                          You  were  my  b e s t   f r i e n d.

Pride and Prejudice (1995)

"I would be very happy if you’d do me the honour of dancing with me, Miss Bennet."

Blood , Meth , & Tears

FeLiNa

Insp. (x) , (x)

RF