We are all artists in disguise;
paint the portrait of a thousand lies.
- Lavinia.
We are all artists in disguise;
paint the portrait of a thousand lies.
- Lavinia.
I think that somebody who has never hurt you, definitely does not have the power to make you happy.
That’s what I think.
- Lavinia.
(Source: cupido-mortem, via glidingofftowonderland)
People living deeply have no fear of death.
Living with passion means living forever.
- Lavinia.
(Source: uponswallows)
Pachelbel Canon D
There is nothing more soothing to me than this. I beg any of you to take me to an orchestra live this Christmas and you will have touched and done for me as much as you are able to. I just want to listen with that stage the only thing lit. The acoustics and strings bundling everyone in the audience up, lulled honestly at a volume as loud and captivating as physically tolerable. Please. Begging here.
(Source: uponswallows, via unbellevictoire)

They missed out sunrise/sunset.
<3
- Lavinia.
(Source: unbellevictoire)
If you can not be a poet, be the poem.
There’s something so exquisite about the focused glare of the dipping or rising illuminated sphere, that it makes every picture quite captivating…
- Lavinia.
(via glidingofftowonderland)
(via andicantwaitt)

(via alyaae, retroglamour)
She was so close to tripping over the edge; the drugs could have killed her, they said over and over and over again.
- Lavinia.
Write.
I need to write.
I have not properly expressed these fleeting thoughts and emotions in so long, that I’m fairly certain I can’t remember how.
Teach me how to feel again; inspire me, please.
For I have lost you for so long, that I can’t remember what it feels like to not have you.
My thoughts precisely.