Honey Child

“Pull back the sheets to find the ending that you were praying for
Well nothing feels real anymore
I’m not taking my time anymore
To show you how i feel
To show you who i am”

— Emarosa, the most holy of holy’s

4 Feb 10

Permission to speak freely, sir?

Aaaaaaaaand yet another devistating hurdle in the life and times of ella’s love life. Brilliant.

13:22

fuckyeahrestoftheband:

I want to devistate his tiny frail body.

…..i mean, huh?

3 Feb 10

(via glitter-n-dope)

It was unintentional; your depleted little body, stuggling for breath. The replacement of food for cigarettes. Watching this new form from above, there’s more to this story. Not a matter of trial and error, not a point to be made, just some sort of new melody.

13:06

king-of-hearts:

Essentially me on a friday morning, minus the milk, and perhaps the pants..

12:45

flickflickflicker:

What is going on here..?

2 Feb 10

goodwildandfree:

(via magicspells)

Clearly a decent concearn from a wise woman.

14:23

“We’ve driven this road too many times before..”

— Emarosa