Ethereal

"She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox’s tongue. She tastes like hope."

Grounded on earth, unrealistic and blunt. Take it or leave it.

Let's talk!SelfMy PhotographsNext pageArchive

malformalady:

Epitaph on a headstone in Laurel Hill Cemetery, Philadelphia

"You can’t see me, can you? You look at me and you can’t see me. Do you have any idea what that’s like? I’m not on the phone. I’m right here. Standing in front of you. Please. Just… Just see me."

- The Doctor (via thedoctor-andclara)

werebutterfly:

afraid of darkness which surrounds her they forgot to look closerto see the frailtyof her soul
daryas3:

Leave this reality

Invisible hands by neekwe

Do you know what’s it like, not being allowed to miss someone? Not being able to show it, because it’s just too much. And in the end you don’t even know if it was ever really there.


(by prinveli)

grxviity:

Eyes are distracting. You see too much. You don’t see enough.

stared at these for half an hour straight 

(Source: plaid-suits-and-paisley-ties, via shesblessedwithacurse)

eikadan:

Trees used to speak© Anina Bird

"Just because you miss someone, it doesn’t mean you should go back to them. Sometimes you have to just keep missing them until you wake up one morning and realise that you don’t anymore."

- / (via nniserable)

(Source: the-taintedtruth, via nniserable)

loscientificolinks:

L’Erba del Vajont

llleighsmith:

Jenny Holzer

(via neptuneee)

vehxt:

temporary-frame-of-mind:

The stationWhere I told youI love you

this is so beautiful

"The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all."

- Deb Caletti, The Fortunes of Indigo Skye (via feellng)

(via langleav)

"Even in the breeze of this beginning hour we breathe farewell."

- Rainer Maria Rilke, Uncollected Poems
(via mirroir)

(via mirroir)