Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.
Edgar Allan Poe (via infinitives)
You deserve a love so big,
it dims the sky and sets fire
to the stars.
A love so expansive,
it weaves constellations
so you never forget who you are.
Pavana पवन (via maza-dohta)
He wears a mask, and his face grows to fit it.
George Orwell, Shooting an Elephant (via misswallflower)