18. Female. Life is an adventure. World. Landscapes. Music. Movies. Books. All the things I can relate to.


"So what kind of music do you like?"
[starts sweating]

"I want to care, but I don’t. I look at you and all I feel is tired.”
Elizabeth Scott  (via lexophil)

The first time
you took off your clothes
in front of me, you slid
the white fabric of your blouse
off your arms and revealed
the pale ladders
of scars.

You never referenced them
directly. You said you were
lost, once. You said you
did things, once, and you
did them because they
helped you survive yourself.

I didn’t say anything,
but you took my hand
and pressed it to the
ridged rows of your flesh
and for every line you left
upon yourself and healed,
I found another reason
to call you beautiful.

— Gabriel Gadfly, “Survival” (via larmoyante)