Let me have this in my house. Please. PLEASE.
HOLY. SHIT. I want this.
I’ve always sworn I’d end up in a house where there was a library. This is the goal
(via cruelladevaudeville)
don’t do it. not worth it.
(via pandabearvonte)
Gorgeous!
One day, One morning, I’ve been looking at the symptoms for a while,
The snow began to fall,
And slowly, inch by inch,
Covered up the earth.
‘Til finally,
The top of the tallest building,
Was lost beneath a powdered sea,
As quiet as a shadow’s grave.
And we say that the world isn’t dying.
And we pray that the world isn’t dying.
And just maybe the world isn’t dying.
Maybe she’s heavy with child.
One night,
A woman took my hand.
I left my home and followed her
Into an icy field.
When I wanted to go back,
I’d lost the way.
So she beckoned me to lie beneath
The stone that always bore my name.
We woke up in an alley.
To the smell of urine, alcohol,
Trash and gasoline,
With a dim sense of a notion
We’d held something in our hands,
That was bigger than us or God,
And we can never touch again.
Maybe she’s heavy with child.
I have posted this before, but it’s too hot to not post again!
pretty sure if you weren’t thinking about sex 2 minutes ago, you are now.