(via neverforgetdreams)
(via neverforgetdreams)
I feed a flame within, which so torments me
That it both pains my heart, and yet contents me:
(via gabictia)

(Source: thisnovemberist, via thisismrsbrightside)
(via thisismrsbrightside)
But I don’t want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin.
(via thisismrsbrightside)
I’ll come back for you.
(via gabictia)

(Source: adayunderthesun, via gabictia)
