"I see everything. That is my curse."

"were just friends" she insisted. "nothing more." but he looked at her and shook his head, remembering every look hed caught scorpius stealing her way, every twinkle in rose's eye at the mention of the malfoy's name. "no. youre not."



These Ordinary Tourists May Never Know The Horrors That Took Place Where They Stand

Peter and Harper

Wingate Hotel, IL - Is it real??? Could be...Judge for yourself. Without seeing what's inside the room it's hard to say (IMO), but it's definitely creepy. Hotel security goes inside the room that is supposed to be empty and where screams have been reported. Upon entering, the security guard reports that the room is tossed. If you watch closely, after the security guard enters, a barely visible, white figure seems to exit...again, judge for yourself!

shadow of a child playing with his sweater near saint marc plaza, venice, italy photo by jean noël de soye, from ‘venice’

So, I'll just wear my hair down, and bring clip things, and you guys can do it as you wish for different photo ideas and such.

Picture Prompt: I miss her so much. My heart aches with the memories of us together holding hands or having food fights in the kitchen. I swear, in my weakest moments, I feel her here with me.

The boys climbed over the fence; the last thing separating them from the enemy. They were brave, but brave wouldn't bring them back home ~ #story #inspiration #scene #brave

Sunday Morning ✟ ❤ liked on Polyvore featuring home, home decor, pictures, photos, blue, backgrounds, pictures for sets and blue home decor

"Hello, Robin" he called over the wind. "Hello," I called back. We just stood there for a moment, just existed. -Typical Phangirl

by nicholas scarpinato on flickr

I want to dance with you

i want to frame this

Cemeteries Ghosts Graveyards Spirits: Shrouded.

"Orchid," Isaac whispered. We sat in darkness, the only light around us coming from the small candle next to Isaac. His hand slowly went up to my face. I could feel the rough calluses that he had earned from hard work. "Isaac," I whispered back. My last shred of restraint crumbled as he slowly moved closer to me until our foreheads were touching. His lips moved against my cheek. "Orchid. You're perfect." -Typical Phangirl

Anime boy with white wings.