be my very own constellation.
I'm Aurora, 22
Pale white like the skin stretched over your bones, spring keeps you ever close...
My heart is a thousand years old.
Pale white like the skin stretched over your bones, spring keeps you ever close...
My heart is a thousand years old.
i’m just gonna leave this here as a reminder that “hitting bottom” doesn’t mean “staying on bottom for the rest of your life and dying as a piece of crap”
I will never, ever, not reblog this.
(via bloodandchokelette)
