feel something

Light, or something like light, reflected off it onto Ronan’s chin and cheeks, rendering him stark and handsome and terrifying and someone else. 

Now I waste my days away. I know I can’t recover. There’s no love lost, but I’ll be forever yours.

photos under my "dream home" board in pinterest.

an anxious rich boy, an emo gay catholic, a half tree girl, a ghost and a bisexual linked to a forest try to bring back to life a dead welsh king

every time you cry, cry and I smell your perfume makes me hate you

raven cycle vhs screencaps

thinking about that hector/andromache statue again 🥺 [insp/ref]

— aristotle and dante discover the secrets of the universe (2012)

Wishbone - Richard Siken