Anna; ENFP

"And we swagger because we do not know how to part with our rage, which we cherish and press cutting close, but we learn to swagger — or rather, we’re swaggered, briefly, while the wind blows and things burn and our hands are full — because we know it darkly all the same."


There's always crossfire.

There's always crossfire.


“If nothing else, one day you can look someone straight in the eyes and say “But I lived through it. And it made me who I am today.” 

“If nothing else, one day you can look someone straight in the eyes and say “But I lived through it. And it made me who I am today.” 


The Girl Who Knew Too Much

The Girl Who Knew Too Much

torple:

oh you love like you wanted to fight

anonymous requested: prince of nothing charming // tyler hilton

wolfwrecked:

from the wild winds around you

fireborns:

Hunt•ress (noun) [huhn-tris]

  1. a woman who hunts
  2. a female animal that hunts prey

Origin:

  • 1350–1400; Middle English hunteresse.

winterkiss:

I’d rather me a lover // Than a raging, raging bull

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