garden
eating rose jam in the backseat of ur car ©2016, ina
death dolled up pretty and plastic
you must love even when you feel like you can't. [1/3: "A COLLECTION OF: CONFUSION"]
here is maë. girl. mortal. philosopher. harbinger of death. here is armie. boy. god. lover. armageddon. and here is the end of the world.
"what can i really say?" used to be my words, when i didn't know as much. when i got older, i responded to myself. "everything." now, i realize that i can use my breath to speak on everything in existence, from dust on jupiter to the depths of hell but it doesn't matter. nobody knows anything and i sure as hell don't.
Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a r...