ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟᴇғᴛ, sʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ᴏɴᴇ ʙʏ ᴏɴᴇ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴇʟᴜᴄᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ, ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀғᴇᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪʟʟ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴛɪᴇs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss. ɪᴛ sᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ sᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴜᴘ, ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɪɴᴛᴏ ɪᴛs ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ɪᴛ sᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss sᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ...ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴅ.

❝i count him braver who overcomes his desires than him who conquers his enemies; for the hardest victory is the victory over self.❞

we do not always like the people we love - we do not always have that choice. — anne enright, the gathering

→you gotta capture the spirit

°Някои неща се виждат най-добре на тъмно.°

"We, we brave bee stings and all And we don't dive, we cannonball And we splash our eyes full of chemicals Just so there's none left for little girls"

1849 @ LJ

you owe no allegiance to the facts. talking like a saint on the side of the accident.