My goal is to be that rich single aunt that flies everywhere and wears designer clothing and brings expensive gifts to her less successful family members

09.16.2014 / +215528 / fassnbender / lebaenese


Foggy Dubai

Picture: This breathtaking view from the Burj Khalifa, the world’s tallest building, shows a thick blanket of smoggy fog smothering Dubai. The mist almost completely covers the skyscrapers which dominate the skyline.

© Bjoern Lauen/Solent News - Source

the virgin suicides (1999)

"when she jumped, she probably thought she could fly."

We are mess, we are failures and we love it!

09.16.2014 / +3743 / kilisbow / kayascodeliaro

“Perhaps we’ll meet again when we’re better for each other.”

Ten Word Poem #6 via (poemsbysmm)

09.16.2014 / +322360 / fassnbender / poemsbysmm


If I look back I am lost (x)

09.16.2014 / +585 / stormborns / ygritteh

Revs, August 2014

09.15.2014 / +569 / lucreza / opaqueglitter

I had  w i n g s once, and they were  s t r o n g. They could carry me above the clouds and into the headwinds, and they never faltered. Not even once. But they were stolen from me.

09.15.2014 / +25180 / starkswaters / selenanbieber

"I feel like I’ve really earnt my stripes - I feel ready to play a lead. I would just love to prove I’m good enough to carry a project."

09.15.2014 / +1927 / frenchmystake / dailydormer

Now the Elves made many rings; but secretly Sauron made One Ring to rule all the others, and their power was bound up with it, to be subject wholly to it and to last only so long as it too should last. And much of the strength and will of Sauron passed into that One Ring; for the power of the Elven-rings was very great, and that which should govern them must be a thing of surpassing potency; and Sauron forged it in the Mountain of Fire in the Land of Shadow. And while he wore the One Ring he could perceive all the things that were done by means of the lesser rings, and he could see and govern the very thoughts of those that wore them.

09.15.2014 / +1614 / ewgaladriel / mithrandy

If there was a life beyond this one, he hoped to tell her that.

09.15.2014 / +1635 / jaimelannister / nymheria

“I am eternally, devastatingly romantic, and I thought people would see it because ‘romantic’ doesn’t mean ‘sugary.’ It’s dark and tormented — the furor of passion, the despair of an idealism that you can’t attain.”

Catherine Breillat  (via rebelwithoutamixtape)