shimmery:

‘in a crowd of people each 60% water, we get sea sick on the rise and fall of conversation, pushing through what we can only feel; the soft wind in whispers and something there, swimming in it all; the deep blue unknown of a love which sends our at sea atoms overboard.’

If I should die this very moment I wouldn’t fear, for I’ve never known completeness like being here, wrapped in the warmth of you, loving every breath of you.

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euphonied:

Okay, BOTW, i said i would finally do it. depending on how many people are interested it will probably be out of five people so to enter:

  • MBF me
  • must be a black and white blog
  • must be an active blog
  • must reblog this at least once, multiples won’t increase your chance so…
  • likes do not…

You can’t help where your mind goes, so let’s harvest on the moon with the autumn snow.

If you grew a spine, if you live a long time, tragedy is bound to find you. You’re headstrong; words without sweating.

Never alone, sky’s a different shade of grey making you glow; the colours dance around you.

zeroing:

Guy Viner

I want to be a beast, I want to make you proud & play with your head.

Songs of desperation, I’ll play them for you.