can we please stop killing our probation workers?

ferrari // the neighbourhood

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Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray 

looking at her was like holding your breath, waiting for something to happen. she was everything you’d ever wanted and everything you could never have. she seems to be untouchable, belonging to no one but the night. she’ll break your heart without a moment’s hesitation, but you give it to her anyways in hopes that you’ll be the one to save her. she’ll smile, all coy and addicting, and you’ll be lost, just like the others who came before you. the malicious gleam in her eye tells all you need to know; she doesn’t need saving.

Ashe Vernon, from “Old World Gods,” Wrong Side of a Fistfight (via lifeinpoetry)

“I don’t want your help! Don’t you understand? I have to do this! I have to kill you! Or he’s going to kill me…”

Helen Oyeyemi, from “presence,” What Is Not Yours Is Not Yours (via lifeinpoetry)

Kazan Cathedral, Saint Petersburg. 06.02.16.

You’re not afraid of me.                 I don’t scare easily.

Credit ◖ Kristen McMenamy wearing Elie Saab Haute Couture Spring/Summer 2013 by Tim Walker for The Sunday times

Bellatrix, the eldest sister, was the impetuous one. Andromeda, the middle sister, was the sensible one. Narcissa, the youngest of all was the quiet one. During the three years they were at Hogwarts together, the Black sisters were known at the Furies: Good, Bad, and Evil.

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