th.

radreyna:

mermaid party with ella <3

part 1 it’s about mermaid party

Aug. 21st   · 703 ·    index:  art.

rebeccapomroy:

Winter animals 


Excuse me?

Aug. 4th   · 1075 ·    index:  the last of us.

The Princess Elia was a good and gracious lady, though her health was ever delicate.

Jul. 11th   · 1936 ·    index:  got.

lescarstairs:

Affections can be lethal in this Rome of ours

Jul. 8th   · 397 ·    index:  the borgias. pretty.

Albéniz S/S 2014

Jul. 8th   · 3664 ·    index:  fashion.

itsstilllife:

1.03 | pack mentality


Roses (detail), Vincent van Gogh.

Jul. 7th   · 3217 ·    index:  art.

ANDROMEDA TONKS

You should not be wearing such chains as these—the proper bonds for you are those which bind the hearts of fond lovers!


3.06 | the climb


fleurdulys:

Dressing the Bride - Ivan Kulikov

1907

Jun. 15th   · 237 ·    index:  colors!!!!!. art.

What kind of play is this? Let’s hope it’s not a tragedy.


❝ I can tell already you think I’m the dragon,
                  that would be so like me, but I’m not. I’m not the dragon.
I’m not the princess either.
                                Who am I? I’m just a writer. I write things down.
I walk through your dreams and invent the future. Sure,
              I sink the boat of love, but that comes later. And yes, I swallow
          glass, but that comes later.
                                                          And the part where I push you
flush against the wall and every part of your body rubs against the bricks,
              shut up
I’m getting to it.
                                     For a while I thought I was the dragon.
I guess I can tell you that now. And, for a while, I thought I was
                                                                                                       the princess,
cotton candy pink, sitting there in my room, in the tower of the castle,
          young and beautiful and in love and waiting for you with
confidence
          but the princess looks into her mirror and only sees the princess,
while I’m out here, slogging through the mud, breathing fire,
                                                                      and getting stabbed to death.
                                        Okay, so I’m the dragon. Bid deal.
          You still get to be the hero.

Richard Siken, “Litany In Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out”   (via wordsnquotes)
Jun. 14th   · 2218 ·    index:  poetry.

wildlinging:

but death.


enoqi:

The Bone Marrow, by Blue ()
Jun. 3rd   · 54455 ·    index:  art.