Stars don’t die quietly - they paint the darkness with color

so why did you? | Ara Kay (via wnq-writers)

• someone about my favorite character: i don’t like them
• rational me: that’s okay, not everyone loves the same character
• me on the inside: (ง •̀_•́)ง (ง •̀_•́)ง (ง •̀_•́)ง (ง •̀_•́)ง

Spain was what you tried to wake up from
And could not. I see you, in moonlight,
Walking the empty wharf at Alicante
Like a soul waiting for the ferry,
A new soul, still not understanding,
Thinking it is still your honeymoon
In the happy world, with your whole life waiting,
Happy, and all your poems still to be found.

Ted Hughes, from You Hated Spain
(via merulae)

[thehostof]

_{»Chapter by chapter: The Host | Chapter 29: Betrayed}

_{“You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.”}

When I don’t write to you I feel as bad as I do when I don’t pray, locked up in myself and choking on my own heart.

Alice Walker, The Color Purple 
(via theliteraryjournals)

[boywitch]

how do i get the moon to notice me back