all the stories are true

hello, 2017.

I wanted to tell them that I’d never had a friend, not ever, not a real one. Until Dante. I wanted to tell them that I never knew that people like Dante existed in the world, people who looked at the stars, and knew the mysteries of water, and knew enough to know that birds belonged to the heavens and weren’t meant to be shot down from their graceful flights by mean and stupid boys. I wanted to tell them that he had changed my life and that I would never be the same, not ever. And that somehow it felt like it was Dante who had saved my life and not the other way around. I wanted to tell them that he was the first human being aside from my mother who had ever made me want to talk about the things that scared me. I wanted to tell them so many things and yet I didn’t have the words.

You’ll usually find me between the pages of a book

Some contemporaries for the summer holiday! 💕😎

“You tell me i am not like most girls and learn to kiss me with your eyes closed something about the phrase—something about how i have to be unlike the women i call sisters in order to be wanted makes me want to spit your tongue out like i am supposed to be proud you picked me as if i should be relieved you think i am better than them”

Unravel Me - hell is empty and all the devils are here

26.03.2016 // it’s a quiet, grey Saturday at home and I’m in my study working on essays for next week. 

Martin's Beach // Alexis Santiago

Books & Cupcakes March Book Photo Challenge// Day 4: Reading Place

if you don’t think Florence Welch has one of the most beautiful voices of our time, you need to re-evaluate your life tbh

by Denny Bitte

willow moore - reading, fangirling, wanderlusting