1 day ago
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I’m out on the edge and I’m screaming my name like a fool at the top of my lungs,
sometimes when I close my eyes I pretend I’m alright,
but it’s never enough 

1 day ago
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Would anyone hear me screaming behind these castle walls?

1 week ago
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And there’s no remedy for memory, your face is like a melody: it won’t leave my head. Your soul is haunting me and telling me that everything is fine, but I wish I was dead. 

1 week ago
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“Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I’ve got nothing, but my aching soul…I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will.”