I can’t be the one to fight off all your monsters.
But I can promise to hand you a sword
And cheer you on from the sidelines
As you kill them yourself.
by S. R.
Sunday, 08:50 PM   + 63

Writing requests

I seem to have stumbled across a bit of writers block. Although only a small pebble in my life it’s beginning to dull my writing. Until it’s cleared up, I’ll be taking requests, lovelies.

Saturday, 11:48 AM   + 1
poetry   writing   requests   asks   vanilla-revenge  
They tell you broken girls will be fixed eventually
But why were you supposed to shatter in the first place?
by S. R.
Wednesday, 07:44 PM   + 5


nothing else can compare

Sunday, 09:01 PM   + 4597
not mine   photo   quote  
You crush your lungs to make room for these people
When all they tell you is that you’re not even deserving of breathing.
by S. R.
Saturday, 09:01 PM   + 3
My parents were supposed to teach me how to dance.
But instead of learning the waltz, I found myself tiptoeing through my entire childhood,
Just so their anger wouldn’t erupt and burn me.
by S. R.
Friday, 11:11 PM   + 2
My dreams are the fairy tales I believe in.
by as if my thoughts form clouds. | S. R. (via vanilla-revenge)
Wednesday, 08:48 PM   + 15
quotes   writing   poetry   spilled ink   my writing  
Tomorrow is a favour the universe still owes us.
Sunday, 08:30 PM   + 5
Saturday, 08:31 PM   + 97738
not mine   gif   black and white  
Friday, 08:31 PM   + 133312
photo   not mine