This is who you are when...

The color is creamy brown and she studies it, light reflecting off the window and onto the surface, expression staring straight up in the mirrored brown.  She knows this face far too well.  

Sad.

She needs to get over this.

(Source: elafant)

be-colourful:

Told you i love these?

(Source: tessennliz)

(Source: synodik)

theartofnotwriting:

So proud of that little Divergent in there. :-)

the-seventh-district:

redwineandpurfume:

nerdception:

My life.

I don’t think I have ever seen a quote so accurate. :’) 

I wish my book collection was that impressive. There are some amazing books in there.

(Source: youngsouthernprep)

(Source: nepula)

They’re a world away from where they started, trunks of memories piled up beside them on the pier, of dolls, of dresses, of swords, of gallant deeds.  But it’s okay.  The things that have made them who they are aren’t their defining characteristics in the end.

The morning light curls slowly through the window, and she turns away, requesting, requiring, demanding, the few last minutes before she’d have to face the world and the things it contains.