we should meet in air

Kristen.

18 anni. Californiana.

I think. I dream. I caffeinate. (Lather, rinse, repeat.)

Art is my favorite addictive substance; words my drug of choice. (Poetic pandemonium-- PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE.)

"I should sit on a rock off Cornwall and comb my hair.
I should wear tiger pants, I should have an affair.
We should meet in another life, we should meet in air,
Me and you."
--Sylvia Plath

"Anche se vedo il buio così chiaramente, penso la bugia affascinante..." --Afterhours

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So, what if I can’t forget you?

frrrantastic:

I’ll burn you’re name into my throat, I’ll be the fire that’ll catch you.

What’s so good about picking up the pieces?

What if I don’t even want to?

Moskva Hates You: SamsonSon of a sterile mother,I also was announcedBy a messenger, a...

moskvahatesyou:

Samson

Son of a sterile mother,
I also was announced

By a messenger, a man
Of terrifying countenance.

I was a child of the Sun,
And was myself the Sun.

I had the Sun’s force focused
In my bull loins. Sun, beast,

I slew enemies by the thousands,
Battered down doors and broke chains,

Forced…