yeah you came tumblin' and i was sorry.

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'll punish that whimsical, naughty boy.

female. twenty-three. music geek. photographer. graphic & web designer.

:: ::: :: :: : ::: : ( industrialage @ last.fm ) : :: no one could know what we did that night, it was a forbidden truth. we could never escape the reality bestowed upon us. nor did we want to - it was a truth to be treasured.

the other side of the world to me.

crawl into the space between the notes, and curl back to loneliness.

Sometimes, it takes the smallest things to pop up in front of you and help you see things a little more clearly...

polly. → 19. → female. → ophiuchus/sagittarius. → pervert. unasuvas @ lj.

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

the revolution's never coming.

Haley. Cassie. Cheeks. Bee.

I must become a lion hearted girl.

well, you can fight it but you know that you won't get your way in the end. too many people, the king and all of his men.