my witness is the empty sky

Alicia Sean. 19. Queer. Feminist. Atlanta. Taken.
Psychology and Women's Studies Major at Georgia State University.

I live for music, laughter, knowledge, love. I am who I am and I do what I want--and frankly my dears, I just don't give a fuck.

the blog I dedicated to my beautiful girl.

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'"
-Jack Kerouac.

"I am a forest and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness will find banks full of roses under my cypresses."
-Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche.

Read the Printed Word!

(Source: synodik)

I did, I did, I did.

I did, I did, I did.

LOOK AT WHAT LAUREN GAVE ME FOR VALENTINE’S DAY:

  • Lauren: I'm never gonna find a bro...
  • Me: I'll be your bro!
  • Lauren: No, I want someone I can talk shit about you with.
  • Me: You can talk shit about me with me...
  • Lauren: That's no fun.

(Source: staypozitive)

(Source: rainbowbunniie)

I can’t help but want to kiss her while she sleeps, her lips look so welcoming.

(Source: fuckyeahdirtylesbians)

I hope our corgi (when/if we ever get one) is this cute.

(Source: finalellipsis)

aseaofquotes: Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

aseaofquotes:

Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

you’re drunk. awesome.

because drinking is going to solve ALL of your problems.

I hope you know that it fucking hurts me when you do that. all you’re doing is hurting yourself and putting more space between us. 

(Source: justherguy)

life-is-like-a-wineglass: you are calm and reposed, let your beauty unfold pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones spring keeps you ever close you are second-hand smoke, you are so fragile and thin standing trial for your sins, holding on to yourself the best you can you are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins

life-is-like-a-wineglass:

you are calm and reposed, let your beauty unfold
pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones
spring keeps you ever close
you are second-hand smoke, you are so fragile and thin
standing trial for your sins, holding on to yourself the best you can
you are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins

pulmonaire: You

pulmonaire:

You

skpmuskie13: ever.

skpmuskie13:

ever.