Those Who Escape From Hell Never Talk About It And Nothing Much Bothers Them After That.

"Oh, you're crying?! You're fucking crying, you fucking bitch? You're the one who's hurt? You're the most self-centered, idiotic person I have ever fucking met... You fuck my ex, and you're fucking crying?! Are you fucking kidding me?!". ⸺Maddy Pérez.

“My soul comes from better worlds and I have an incurable homesickness of the stars.”

— Nikos Kazantzakis (via quotemadness)

“For your hair was full of roses, and my flesh was full of thorns.”

— Aleister Crowley, La Gitana   (via lavandula)

ヽ(´ω｀○)ﾉ.+ﾟ*｡:ﾟ+ stabs you cutely

there is a big difference between someone organically being drawn to the same things as you vs someone who is blatantly trying to absorb your identity and try it on because they’re not confident in who they are yet. learn to discern the two. my identity and my soul essence are very aligned and in tune so when people try to absorb parts of my identity it feels disingenuous. don’t engage with me just to mirror my personality for your false persona.

“Everything is change, he said, and everything is connected. Also everything returns, but what returns is not what went away.”

— Louise Gluck, from “Denial of Death” featured in Winter Recipes from the Collective: Poems

For old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. Like, let’s do it for the love that used to be here. It is reason enough.

“A taste of you slipped into me like moonlight in a locked church.”

— Janet Lees, ‘Reconsecrated’. Published in The Missing Slate.

Wanna smell like homemade strawberry icing and look like a real-life fairy