May 2013
20 posts
“The soul always knows what to do to heal itself. The challenge is to silence the...”
– Caroline Myss (via expiry)
moscowprotection:
ambedo n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life
April 2013
9 posts
Anonymous asked: Would you ever go for someone that's younger than you
i quite like myself slouched over a television with a broken remote, pale skin alive with glowing colours at 3:33 in the morning
i think i am at my best when i am hovered over the kitchen sink just after dark running hot water over my raw fingers
i feel great when i am sprawled across my bed crying before i even wake up sun pushing, unwanted, through a dirty window
i am very happy with who...
March 2013
46 posts
uniquenicci:
Our souls stained with the colour of our thoughts.
Anonymous asked: do u have instagram?
Anonymous asked: ahhh ok that stinks. wanna be a texting buddy? :)
Anonymous asked: lol do you work at the mall or anything?
Anonymous asked: lmao I mean thats what I will say, if we meet in person. hopefully we do by chance :) are you in college/uni btw?
Anonymous asked: what does the word on your twitter background mean
Anonymous asked: ok well if you work at a mall or something, I'd like to just say my sincere pick up line, which is literally hi I'm ____ i think you're so gorgeous and my eyes would only follow you across the room. can I give you a call sometime to ask you out and be weird and random. if its a no, I'm not the type to be a creeper and bug you afterwards. lmao.
