I fall for minds and eyes.

THE BIRD AND THE SWORD BY AMY HARMON “Swallow Daughter, pull them in, those words that sit upon your lips. Lock them deep inside your soul, hide them ‘til they’ve time to grow. Close your mouth upon the power, curse not, cure not, 'til the hour. You won’t speak and you won’t tell, you won’t call on heav'n or hell. You will learn and you will thrive. Silence, daughter. Stay alive.”

Will it always be like this?  No, Calloway. It’s going to be better than this, but you’re tough enough to walk through shit and cheer on the other side. I know you are. Will you walk through shit with me? Every fucking day of my life. (insp.)

If I wasn’t a singer, I would be a fairy princess.

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↳ Ignite Me, Tahereh Mafi

Karen Gillan by Annelise Phillips

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Oh, my God! Okay, write it down. Double feature. After we watch the Candles movie, we are watching Fight Club.

He swallows, hard, his chest heaving, his words a breathless, shaky whisper when he says “I’m so— I’m so desperately in love with you—”

“It has to kind of be a new chapter in my life. I want the art to be subjective… Another thing about being in the public eye: a lot of people have speculations – who’s this song about? Or what’s this about? – and of course I’m not going to stop being honest about my music, regardless of the amount of attention the first album’s had, and I guess I have had in a way. It’s just they’re all songs that leave enough room for subjection, that you can take the song and make it your own and it doesn’t necessarily have the same meaning for you as it does for me.”

Michele Costante

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