“Mama, I said
He wants to kiss me
And he won’t take no for an answer
She turned to me, eyes blazing
God help me, she said
Who taught these boys you are something to be had?
Don’t they know that your name means strength,
That your father gave it to you knowing what a force you would be?
You’re a wildfire, don’t they know?
You’re the entire ocean, not a puddle
They’ll come up choking for air
Next time you turn your head away from his lips and he turns it back,
Tell him your mother taught you that your body is a temple
Let him kneel before you
Let him pray in a whispered fervor
Let him swear his allegiance
Let him prove his devotion
Honey, you’re a goddamn wildfire
You choose who you burn”

Fortesa Latifi - Mama (via madgirlf)







“Just because two people are capable of deeply hurting each other over and over again does not make them passionate, star-crossed lovers. It makes them two people who keep doing terrible things to each other. Someone’s ability to make you completely and utterly soul-crushingly miserable does not mean they are a soul mate with some deep insight into your psyche. They are just someone who is really good at making you unhappy.”

Andrea Greb, You Are Not Blair Waldorf (via houseof-therisingsun)



















impalasherlock:

i wanna be cool and wear jeans and a shirt but i wanna wear GREAT BIG VICTORIAN DRESSES AND CURL MY HAIR but i wanna wear a 50s poodle skirt with a beehive but i wanna wear a ballgown but i wanna wear a WEDDING DRESS ALL THE TIME but i wanna dress up like a dragon but i wanna wear hogwarts robes but i wanna wear shorts and a plaid top you get me













witchcraft-y:

this gives me life and inspires me to step up my lipstick game













DAILY MOTHERFUCKING REMINDER

ofdemonsandtimelords:

THAT YOU ARE

AND THAT ANYONE WHO TELLS YOU OTHERWISE IS A PIECE OF SHIT. KEEP BEING AWESOME, DON’T LET THE DOUCHE BAGS GET YOU DOWN, AND REMEMBER THAT I MOTHERFUCKING LOVE YOU.







manicdaisies:

 

rose-verres:

“A three second exposure meant that subjects had to stand very still to avoid being blurred, and holding a smile for that period was tricky. As a result, we have a tendency to see our Victorian ancestors as even more formal and stern than they might have been.”