Need

— T.S.Eliot

i’m not a ray of sunshine, i’m a poem written in blood and longing

getting ready for death having never been ready for life now madness lurks and pain dances and time laughs till it chokes on itself in the far reaches of reality what's left to be won't it never was and I'm not ready for anything

— Warsan Shire

— Virginia Woolf

I built Eden, from dust and hurt and love

My time has - finally - come. My king is awaiting. Death, I'm coming home.

Me, well.. all the time.

"Find what you love and let it kill you." Have you found yours yet?

The fact that I'm only here to stalk and spam him is enough.

In honor of the fall equinox I will also be cold, distant & filled with darkness

Whether we make each other mad or we’re mad together, the answer is always yes.

Darrow au Andromedus.

Fall is for the poets, because beauty is always a little bit tragic.

She held the kind of chaos that could keep the world warm...or burn it to the ground.

there’s fire in her heart.