Follow the White Rabbit

Chelsea, bookworm, anime fanatic, coffee addict, navigating my way through chaos and confusion whilst being hopelessly in love with the idea of love

dolldear:

♡ new bun crowns available for purchase  1 | 2 | 3

September, 30th 2014 @ 10:40 / 1487 / Permalink

deleted scene (x)

September, 30th 2014 @ 08:05 / 1852 / Permalink

cistro:

Elizabeth Berdann. The Wall of Tongues, 1990.

September, 30th 2014 @ 08:00 / 3083 / Permalink

releasing-avidya:

the wisest fucking words ever spoken.

September, 30th 2014 @ 05:20 / 566002 / Permalink
Balance and Composure
I Can't Do This Alone (Acoustic).

shutup-sheena:

I saw your face shine like the sun, 

it glows, thought I’d let this go. 

September, 30th 2014 @ 00:13 / 1714 / Permalink
rhustik:

I WAS A SEEDLING
When we first met I was nothing but an empty landscape You made me laugh so hard I cried  And the tears watered a lost garden in my body Together we planted marigolds and tall redwood trees  And so, I became a forest You were the tender to our forest Cutting vines, trimming flowers, nurturing roots But I stopped laughing and the ground dried up
One summer a harsh rain came and flooded the forest The flowers surrounded my lungs and the vines smothered my eyes The roots bound my hands leaving me nothing to hold onto I was coughing up dying butterflies then soon after blood Realizing it wasn’t out forest that was dying It was me
5.1-7.14

rhustik:

I WAS A SEEDLING

When we first met I was nothing but an empty landscape
You made me laugh so hard I cried
And the tears watered a lost garden in my body
Together we planted marigolds and tall redwood trees
And so, I became a forest
You were the tender to our forest
Cutting vines, trimming flowers, nurturing roots
But I stopped laughing and the ground dried up

One summer a harsh rain came and flooded the forest
The flowers surrounded my lungs and the vines smothered my eyes
The roots bound my hands leaving me nothing to hold onto
I was coughing up dying butterflies then soon after blood
Realizing it wasn’t out forest that was dying
It was me

5.1-7.14

September, 29th 2014 @ 18:40 / 3926 / Permalink