"you got the luck of a Kennedy"
Drinkin' whiskey and howlin' at the moon.
muggle(s) being curious
I just woke myself up from a horrible nightmare by crying out in my sleep ‘no no no’ over and over again. I had dreamt that both my uncle and my oldest cousin had passed away in this crazy accident and when I woke up my face was damp from crying. ._. I have not had a dream that bad in a long time. I feel so disoriented — at least it is storming out.
The Alnwick Poison Garden is pretty much what you’d think it is: a garden full of plants that can kill you (among many other things). Some of the plants are so dangerous that they have to be kept behind bars. [x]
~ Rose Letter ~ from White Moon
I hate when you’re like “fuck it’s so hot” and someone’s like “well why don’t you take your jacket off?” Like bitch no…this is my outfit
anti-shippers that are more obsessed with a ship than the actual shippers
—Primo Levi If This Is a Man
Simply gorgeous. If you buy a fixing medium from stores like mac you can mix any eyeshadow in to a paste so you can apply it as liner, never the need to buy multiple liners again.
—Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, edited by Karen V. Kukil (via glitchfemme)
”And you’re going to go to hell, because of the life you took. You’re fucked.”
— Is it possible dat I sould love de enemy of France?
— No; it is not possible you should love the enemy of
France, Kate: but, in loving me, you should love
the friend of France; for I love France so well that
I will not part with a village of it; I will have it
all mine: and, Kate, when France is mine and I am
yours, then yours is France and you are mine.