Ruffle My Bloomers, and Wind Me Up
Ruffle My Bloomers, and Wind Me Up

I spent the day with my best ghoul friend.

Loki fix.

crimson.

crimson.

cokeflow:

Should I wear all black or all black today

I am dead to them, even though I once flowered.
Sylvia Plath   (via harrissey)
Do not look for my heart any more; the beasts have eaten it.
Charles Baudelaire, Flowers of Evil, (1857)
Saltillo - A Necessary End
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odaro:

Saltillo - A Necessary End

I must have flowers, always, and always.
Claude Monet   (via middecember)