astronautte:

Iain McKell, “The New Gypsies

(via fuckyeahhippies)

yesterdayifeltlikegod:

attempting to make a house a home (by this is limbo)

yesterdayifeltlikegod:

attempting to make a house a home (by this is limbo)

(via fuckyeahhippies)

Dear you,
this is a love poem, letter, note, whatever.
I really don’t like you.
this is my last writing about you.
your name has hidden in every thing I’ve ever written,
even things I’ve written “about” other people.
I’m going to sleep now without setting an alarm for morning.
this is my goodbye to you, months shy of far too long.

we were doomed from the start.
I couldn’t be beautiful and be yours at the same time, not forever.
I couldn’t be your lighthouse.
I was a whirlwind you wanted to experience.
I was this thing you wanted to feel, just once.
your touch clipped my wings.

we were doomed from the start.
you weren’t born a gypsy soul like me.
you calculate risks, crunch numbers, make lists, count your pocket change, you buy chocolate to show you care.
I stopped chasing the sunset and cut my long hair short.
you tamed me and made a list out of me, put me on a shelf,
alphabetized my flaws.
we were doomed from the start.

I’m selfish sometimes.
you have to be, right?
I want to run free, to sleep with the window open and not give a fuck about the electricity bill. I want to spend a hundred dollars on dinner and make a mess while cooking dessert at home.
I want to throw my pocket change in a jar and never fucking count it.

this is my love letter to you, the best I could write.
I loved you enough to put my gypsy soul to rest
and go to school for a bullshit degree.
you loved me enough to let me.
that’s not love.

it has taken me almost a year to tell you goodbye and remind myself that I still know how to fly - d.a.h (via whisperingbones)

(via bodddah)

attains:

if you were born before the summer solstice (june 21st in the northern hemisphere), the sun lingered in the sky a little longer for days after you were born; if you were born after, the stars stayed to watch you longer every night for days

don’t you ever say you’re not worth anything.  you have moved the cosmos

(via amyallyson)

I don’t want to settle. I want mindfucking love. I want to spend all night thinking about kissing you, and when I finally get the balls to, I want to go deaf to everything but that moment. I refuse to settle for anything less.

Late night thoughts (via bdmar)

(Source: adventuresofanightowl, via amyallyson)

wowowowow.

A mermaid found a swimming lad,
Picked him for her own,
Pressed her body to his body,
Laughed; and plunging down
Forgot in cruel happiness
That even lovers drown.

William Butler Yeats, “The Mermaid” (via msndobrev)

(Source: seabois, via booklover)

the-invisible-turnip:

nirvanaisclose:

cockkkkkkkk:

staywithme-youreallihaveleft:

keldulmo:

villenoire:

serialkiller-obsessed:

Last Words
Ted Bundy - “I’d like you to give my love to my family and friends.”
Aileen Wuornos - “I’d just like to say I’m sailing with the rock, and I’ll be back like Independence Day, with Jesus June 6. Like the movie, big mother ship and all, I’ll be back.”
John Wayne Gacy -“Kiss my ass.”
Carl Panzram - “Hurry up, you Hoosier bastard, I could kill ten men while you’re fooling around!”
Jeffrey Dahmer - “I don’t care if I live or die. Go ahead and kill me.”
Peter Kurten - “Tell me, after my head has been chopped off, will I still be able to hear, at least for a moment, the sound of my own blood gushing from the stump of my neck? That would be a pleasure to end all pleasures.” 
James French - “Hey fellas! How about this for a headline for tomorrow’s paper? ‘French fries’!”
 Sean Flannagan - “I love you.” (spoken to the executioner)
Robert Drew - “Remember, the death penalty is murder.”
Tom Ketchum -  “I’ll be in hell before you start breakfast, boys. Let her rip!”

This is my new favorite post.

sassy serial killers

French fries omfg

“Remember, the death penalty is murder.” 

I have a spiritual connection to Peter

everyone on tumblr is insane

the-invisible-turnip:

nirvanaisclose:

cockkkkkkkk:

staywithme-youreallihaveleft:

keldulmo:

villenoire:

serialkiller-obsessed:

Last Words

  • Ted Bundy - “I’d like you to give my love to my family and friends.”
  • Aileen Wuornos - “I’d just like to say I’m sailing with the rock, and I’ll be back like Independence Day, with Jesus June 6. Like the movie, big mother ship and all, I’ll be back.”
  • John Wayne Gacy -“Kiss my ass.”
  • Carl Panzram - “Hurry up, you Hoosier bastard, I could kill ten men while you’re fooling around!”
  • Jeffrey Dahmer - “I don’t care if I live or die. Go ahead and kill me.”
  • Peter Kurten - “Tell me, after my head has been chopped off, will I still be able to hear, at least for a moment, the sound of my own blood gushing from the stump of my neck? That would be a pleasure to end all pleasures.” 
  • James French - “Hey fellas! How about this for a headline for tomorrow’s paper? ‘French fries’!”
  •  Sean Flannagan - “I love you.” (spoken to the executioner)
  • Robert Drew - “Remember, the death penalty is murder.”
  • Tom Ketchum -  I’ll be in hell before you start breakfast, boys. Let her rip!”

This is my new favorite post.

sassy serial killers

French fries omfg

“Remember, the death penalty is murder.” 

I have a spiritual connection to Peter

everyone on tumblr is insane

(Source: serialkiller-101, via solivaagant)