cuz i’m pretty when i cry
i’m tired. but not just “didn’t sleep” tired. soul tired. bone tired. like my body keeps going but nothing inside knows why.
You kept me like a secret, but i kept you like an oath.
There is something to be said about the way in which a memory fades - like ink in water, rippling until it is no longer there.
It fades with the finality of a written ending, in way it leaves no room for further discussion; it simply vanishes.
And like ink in water, it is hard to catch before it leaves completely. It simply stains other memories, giving a gray veil
that wasn't there before. But its echo - that noise it made while it lived, forever remains in your brain.
~ Ely C. Winters.
i don’t want to look cute and coquette, i want to look like a ghost haunting you until your last breath.
Tera mujhse hai pehle ka nata koi…
“Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together? Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.”
— Emery Allen
Look like the innocent flower,
but be the serpent under it
Even if i’m the villain
I felt peace, you see, because I'd embraced the madness. And yet I don't believe it was madness. I use the word as shorthand. The world will call it madness. You can't convince normal people otherwise.
Lisa Taddeo, from Animal
I’ll tell you something right now,
I’m terrified of burning my whole life down.
𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜, 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚜
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