safed.

safed.

Where there is mystery, it is generally suspected there must also be evil.

George Gordon Byron (via but-first-wine)

(via pervy-baby)

If you can’t get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you’d best teach it to dance.

George Bernard Shaw (via but-first-wine)

(via pervy-baby)


but in the end I just ended up dead;

but in the end I just ended up dead;

but in the end I just ended up dead;

but in the end I just ended up dead;

but in the end I just ended up dead;

but in the end I just ended up dead;

but in the end I just ended up dead;

but in the end I just ended up dead;

but in the end I just ended up dead;

(via baddamon)

You love my hands. You stare at them. When they aren’t on you, you wish they were. You love that they are strong. That they can softly stroke, or firmly hold. They write you. They strip you. They play you like an instrument.

olivertremble (via anastasiaforever)

(via vincent-miles)