you’d been betrothed to lunacy;
oh, but siren of the bourn,
how the madman adored you,
and how he loved you still.

our ends are our beginnings, a.m.

(Ophelia, for ndsays.)

I aim to be
lionhearted,
but my
hands still
shake
and my voice
isn’t quite
loud
enough.
— Michelle K., Earning Your Roar. (via funeralfaerie)

Mastbos, Breda, Netherlands.
Photography by Sonja Krzeminski

quentindebriey:

Steffy at home.Paris june 2014

quentindebriey:

Steffy at home.Paris june 2014

interwar:

Set of Twin Peaks posters!