Sunai, Sunai, Eyes Like Coal,Sing You A Song And Steal Your Soul

Sunai, Sunai, eyes like coal, Sing you a song and steal your soul

the dregs: wylan van eck 

 always hit where the mark isn’t looking. who’s mark?

Snowy days always make the light in my room a little more magical

Novel Aesthetics:

The Book Thief - Markus Zusak

“Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain.”

Perhaps bravery is simply the face humanity wraps around its collective madness.