poetry is in the streets in full living colour
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I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.
-Kuba Wojewodzki, Polish journalist and comedian (via blk-burnbook)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via blk-burnbook)

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brxkenpetal:

supasad:

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insta: @lostpetal
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leauxnoir:

NEIL BARRETT s/s 2015
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classically-curvaceous:


I am only a tiny bit nervy today. I’ve been writing out a submission to you all week and getting shy and backing out. I was hoping that this submission could be anonymous, if you would like it well enough to post. And I hope that I did the whole “submit” thing properly because I am only on mobile.





This is the large scar that runs across my chest, under my breasts. It is my most beautiful flaw.

Awwh I know those feels all too well. When I started up my blog and began submitting to people I’d do the exact same thing. I’d be terrified that they’d hate it and reject me, but I learnt that it’s all about opinion. I liked a photo but they didn’t and that was okay. So now I don’t get so hurt when I’m not posted. 
Your scar is beautiful and I hope you’re proud to bear it. You’re also a pale lady, like I am, and I love that hehe (Not biased at allll).
Thank you so much for being brave enough to submit, and don’t be afraid to do so again in the future, c-c xx
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wvyx:

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beautifulbizarremag:

Livio Scarpella
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gazzuola:

idols.
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brxkenpetal:

insta: @lostpetal
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Bronzino - Portrait of Eleonora di Toledo (1545)
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revenez:

alyssaanaconda:

vichious:

longen:

sonnengekuesst:

how comes i didn’t have this on my blog already

this is what it feels like to have a depression i mean it literally feels like a monster in your body that needs to get out, one way or another 

this gives me the chills

i feel like its the opposite actually, the monster is on the outside, consuming you, making you nothing; forgotten and you fight your hardest trying to come out, showing the world that whats portrayed isnt you. yelling screaming pushing but no one can hear you because youre on the inside

these two different interpretations are both so valid omg this could be a picture of depression trying to scape me or me trying to escape it it’s like a paradox of sad
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psychoirl:

way ghetto