there's bravery in being soft

a natural hierarchy

let's moonwalk on this lonesome town forever

i gave a boy a lavender sprig and he returned me with a kiss. ©achillics

it was at that time of ruin, that the stars rose from their graves. skytaints | all rights reserved ©

in four parts

death dolled up pretty and plastic

We go together, like chips and seagulls.

"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."

careworn and smiling with a crooked grin, adoration slept in the wrinkles beside his eyes as he observed the mosaic beauty. she held his callused palm in hers and whispered to the moon; "tonight, we're monsters." romanticism isn't always beautiful.