twilight, again.

me: yea sorry just tired

my brain:

mentally i’m

but physically i’m

“Up with your turret! Aren’t we just terrified?” 

- Rosyln (Bon Iver + St. Vincent)

I put my chin on my knees and stared up at the stars again, though I was suddenly anxious to be on my way. I knew that Alice would see me coming home, that she would tell the others. This would make them happy—Carlisle and Esme especially. But I gazed at the stars for one more moment, trying to see past the face in my head. Between me and the brilliant lights in the sky, a pair of bewildered chocolate-brown eyes stared back at me, seeming to ask what this decision would mean for her. Of course, I couldn’t be sure if that was really the information her curious eyes sought. Even in my imagination, I couldn’t hear her thoughts. Bella Swan’s eyes continued to question, and an unobstructed view of the stars continued to elude me.

mary alice brandon cullen & jasper whitlock hale

june, 1948 —

Bella Swan x New Moon // All I Wanted x Paramore