reckless;
we are the wild youth;
And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones. 'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs. Setting fire to our insides for fun, To distract our hearts from ever missing them.

nearlyheadlessfinnick:

Annie in her wedding dress. Sort of. 

Whoa, what a swim.

they don’t own me

Pulvis et umbra sumus.
We are but dust and shadow.

i can’t just turn this on.  i’ m   n o t   l i k e   y o u   g u y s .
i don’t have claws, or glowing eyes or super senses.

           i  j u s t   h a v e  … v o i c e s   i n   m y   h e a d.

hollywoodswomen:

I used to have a lot of superstitions, and then I realized that it was kind of hogwash. Once I let go of them, I relaxed a lot.

Insp.

watchtheskytonight:

little-bit-fancy:

Today I came across a wi-fi connection called ‘Hogwarts’
I decided I would hack my first wi-fi
I put in ‘alohomora’ 
It worked 

bless you

if i’m not human, then what am i?







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