It’s going to be like Scooby-Doo and Scrappy-Doo… - Rory McCann

“Jace was not patient. And he didn’t play games.”

"You deserve the kind of love you would give someone else."
— A Message to My Followers and Everyone Else That Ever Reads This (#127: February 3, 2014)
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i murdered people so i could be here with you

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zodiacchic:

ZodiacChic Post:Aquarius

zodiacchic:

ZodiacChic Post:Aquarius

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zodiacmind:

Amazing Zodiac Facts Here

zodiacmind:

Amazing Zodiac Facts Here

4 years

To my devil; 25centexecution

Today marks another milestone. 4 years ago I decided to give into a feeling that both terrified and elated me.

And since, I haven’t regretted taking that step, because I fell into your arms, and they’ve never left me.

Through the years we’ve had our arguments, and there have been times were it all looked impossible, times where we both thought we weren’t right for each other or didn’t deserve the other. But despite all the uncertainty and the interference of other people, we’ve stayed strong and united. We have something special, and I’m never letting this go for anything.

You are my everything, you are my heart, you are the blood running through my veins, you are the air in my lungs. We’re invisibly entwined with red ribbons, impenetrable and indestructible.

I’m ready to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you so much, my polar opposite, my rock, my other half.

♥ forever

your angel

"Make it happen. Shock everyone."
— (via bon-za)
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zodiacmind:

Amazing Zodiac Facts Here

zodiacmind:

Amazing Zodiac Facts Here

Dark Rooms With Dusty Corners

thewriterandtheraven:

There are rooms inside my head, more than the eye can see.
There are rooms inside my head, with contents only known by me.
There are rooms that sit unopened, under lock and key.
There are rooms inside my head, with contents only known by me.

 “You’re such an open book!” you boisterously say.
An open book? I keep a snort at bay.
“You don’t have a single secret,” but I know that isn’t true.
There are so many dark rooms inside my head, oh if only you knew.

There are rooms inside my head, darker than the sea.
There are rooms inside my head, with contents only known by me.
There are rooms inside my head, corners filled with dust and debris.
There are rooms inside my head, with contents only known by me.

Don’t assume to know me and my every thought.
The bulging doors inside my head are clearly struggling and distraught.
There are so many thoughts untouched,
And very few over-clutched.
I have many ideas, many an unwritten whim,
And plenty more considerations that are rather grim.

I have my dreams and aspirations, just as much as you.
But there are rooms inside my head, unknown hitherto.
I think a great deal more than what I speak.
Perhaps you should remember that, before you offer critique.

There are rooms inside my head, thoughts longing to be free.
There are rooms inside my head, with contents only known by me.
There are rooms inside my head, screaming like a banshee.
There are rooms inside my head, with contents only known by me.

This is not a cry for help, I promise you, I’m sane.
But before the next time you decide to again complain,
Understand you only see what I want you to see.
You don’t know a thing about the rooms inside my head,
with contents

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                                  known

                                               by

                                                      me.

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"A writer is a world trapped in a person."
— Victor Hugo (via post-traumatic-apathy)
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