Heartstrings of the Mind

These words are an image of my soul. Should you choose to read them, It would be customary to treat them well. After all, you now own a little piece of my heart.
ohmygordh:

neither-saint-nor-sinner:

Also um this was in the preview?

SO HAPPY IM GOING TO BARF

Who out there knows how to read lips?

ohmygordh:

neither-saint-nor-sinner:

Also um this was in the preview?

SO HAPPY IM GOING TO BARF

Who out there knows how to read lips?

Wait but guys, they kissed.

darcysinaboyband:

They truly, actually, kissed. Like it’s not only in fanfiction anymore, we have a video. They actually freaking kissed.

98 episodes.

We’ve waited for this moment for 98 episodes. Remember “William Darcy is a snob”. “I…I’m in love with you.”

IT FINALLY HAPPENED. THEY FRICKIN KISSED. And they’ve probably been making out since Sunday okay

gaporter:

O_O (x)

I cannot express my thoughts into words.  It’s too much.

gaporter:

O_O (x)

I cannot express my thoughts into words.  It’s too much.

From My Little Rose Book; Entry 5

There is a coldness within

Slicing into my every breath

Dripping from every pore

I cannot feel

The numbness permeating my body

A foreign vessel

Within a lifelike corpse

The knives I breathe in

Work, to affiliate my 

Pain with Pleasure and Need

My forsaken heart

Works, to pump the 

Vicious bitter blood

Through cold, dead veins.

~Aurora Sparrow Mist

This is one of my absolute favourite truths.
~Aurora Sparrow Mist

This is one of my absolute favourite truths.

~Aurora Sparrow Mist

(Source: smokedpeaches)

(x)

(Source: wearitaswormstache)

Hello my dears.  There’s an awesome writer that I follow on Wattpad, and she’s just about to release the prequel to her story Nevermor: Forsaken Dreamscape, called Nevermor.  The trailer is above.

Click here to check out the blog.

Sherlockians: Well, clearly you need to leave. Can't you read? There are no morons allowed beyond this point.
Whovians: So not fantastic. *sassiest snap of fingers ever, then hops into the TARDIS and disappears*
Supernatural: Jerk.
The Avengers: You stop saying bad things about this movie without having watched it, and in exchange I will not destroy everything you love and hold dear. That is my bargain, you mewling quim.
Merlinians: Prat. Clot-pole.

(Source: nerdtasticami)

danisnotonfire:

Dan talks about What not to do on Public Transport

please help me out by reblogging this and as usual I will follow a bunch of you guys to say thanks! :D

Best person EVER.

Go Danosaurs.  [whoo]


~AuroraSparrowMist

(Source: youtube.com)

But if I did

And I meet you there

You’ll hold my hand

Pretend you understand

~Sparrow, Smashing Pumpkins

Star-crossed Paths

If only to love for a moment—

Is there not a way for all to be well?

I suppose not;

For that would be

Much, much too simple,

Too simple a tale…

So there must be heartbreak,

There must be sorrow,

There must be pain…

And the ending may very well be tragic

Yet it shall be loved anyways

For it shall be a lovely ending indeed.

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This poem was inspired by DistantDreamer’s story on Wattpad called Finvarra’s Circus. It’s a beautiful tale.  You should read it.

To go to DistantDreamer’s hompage, click here.

To read Finvarra’s Circus, click here.

Live Laugh Learn Love

~Aurora Sparrow Mist

From My Little Rose Book; Entry 4

My dear, my dear,

Do you know who I am?

A sweet kiss, tight lips,

A fond gaze, dark eyes,

And you’re mine…

Do you know who I am?

A simple touch births fools,

A lustful embrace strips souls,

And you’re at my mercy…

Do you know who I am?

You see you in the glass—

Falling, falling, sinking, drowning

Into oblivion…

You realize and cry out—much too late

You were easier than I’d thought.

From My Little Rose Book; Entry 3

Oh lovely is that 

blow to the face

Shattered skin does well 

to drown out marred hearts

That love’s caress seeks to 

malign good eyes

That sweet kiss to

deprave sweet souls

deprive stout minds

Sweet innocence

Wherefore art thou?

To be forsaken

I long to be

In sweet sanguine lust

Waste Not, Want Not

My heart feels so cold

Too cold to touch

Too cold to hold

Too cold to love

But you do not fear the Cold

For you have endured the

Lonely night 

And braved the 

Silent storm

So you fear naught

But I know that is simply

your Masochism speaking

I know you enjoy Suffering

It reminds you of your Mortality

And you seek to show me the same.

But you forget;

I am completely aware 

Of my lack of Longevity;

I heart sits among the ice

Of Sorrow,

The kind of sorrow that leads

Quickly to Death.

So do not waste your Life

To save me from my Fate.

I Love you too much to let you.