Aesthetic Dialectic

hopeless romantic with a dirty mind

My heart’s a lonely island,
Disaster lines its shipwrecked shore,
A fleet of souls that thought they’d found,
What they’d been searching for,
But your treasure maps were lying,
There’s nothing gold beneath my sand,
Don’t let the sea convince you,
That it’s safer on my land,
You might be a skilful sailor,
With nothing but the purest aims,
But I have fought so many pirates,
That you now all look the same,
So take heed of my lighthouse,
Even waves break on my rocks,
There’s a reason not a single ship,
Has made it to my docks,
And I wish I could offer you shelter,
From those storm clouds in my sky,
Because you’ve not made it ashore,
But you should know, neither have I.

erin hanson (via decoratedskin)

'What happens when people open their hearts?'
‘They get better.’

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via creatingaquietmind)

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You wrecked me and
I apologized.

Never again. (via bridgetoteranarnia)

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killapede:

gratuitous fanart of anime boyfriend

killapede:

gratuitous fanart of anime boyfriend

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