"The flowers on your stockings, wilting away in the midnight.
The book you are reading is one man's opinion of moonlight.
Your skin is so white, you'd like maybe to go to bed soon.
Just closing your eyes, if you're to rise up before noon."
& everything went up in smoke like wildflowers.

FOLLOWING:

we are now a hip pharmacy
What's your secret?
Rivulet
Fuck Yeah, Tattoos!
colour wars
Fuck Yeah Miranda July
got a GED and a give 'em hell attitude.
Paper Costumes
sister, anything you want to do
a cemetery where i marry the sea
nickdrake™
song to the siren
Occult Symmetry
safe as milk
can we go before I turn to dust?
♀ is she weird ☯
fuckyeahsubtitles
woke up with fingers crossed
like the stars and the sun

ᏣᏫᏕᎷᏐᏣ ᎠᏌᏕᎢ ☽❍☾
I wrote this in 1857 when I was a pirate.
Gedrücktheit.
Fuck Yeah! Freja Beha Erichsen
Fuck Yeah, DRA
Crooked Souls
Pascal Grob – Visual Diary
Shehowls
Vild, ville, vann
森ガール
skinny bitch
One Day, One Movie
FuckYeahSuicideGirls
☾◎△▲◉☽
Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band
Sainthood
gloomy planets
Patron Saint of Errantry