the justice you can't run from

could you be that fine love? that 1949 love, that quiver in your spine love that summertime love

3.21 || 7.04

every morning, got a hollow where my heart goes, i never listen, but i see you with my eyes closed - i know you, i remember from the grass stain, maybe i could be a better human with a new name

and if we don’t live forever, maybe one day we’ll trade places - darling, you will bury me before i bury you (before i bury you)

just keep breathin and breathin and breathin and breathin - and oh, i gotta keep, keep on breathin

dinah laurel lance + heels: two sides of the same coin

you’re the black canary. all i’ve ever heard are stories about how great you are. […] are you sure that’s actually me you’re talking about?

3.21 || 8.02

dinah laurel lance: a study in tattoos

- from an unfinished story #735

4.17 || 7.18

3.23 || flash 2.22

3.18 || 7.22