Do You Know How It Is When One Wakes At Night Suddenly And Asks, Listening To The Pounding Heart: What

Philip Pullman, The Shadow in the North

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This new calm was becoming unsettling.

favorite hamilton lyrics [6/?]

We want our leaders to save the day, but we don’t get a say in what they trade away. We dream of a brand new start, but we dream in the dark for the most part!

ok yes i may be evil and morally corrupt but i’m also incredibly beautiful and i think that makes up for it honestly

if there is a light then i am going to swallow it. if there is a god then i’m going to make him cry.

s. osborn, from “blasphemies at the 5th street station,” published in The Rising Phoenix Review (via lifeinpoetry)

Oh, how fast the evening passes; cleaning up the champagne glasses.

Even the dark needs things to eat. To love. Is there a difference? We consume what we love, its purpose and sustenance. We feast on its glory and sedate ourselves with its beauty. Anyway. The dark was hungry. The dark is always devouring, always searching for the light that defines it in opposition.

Mabel, Episode 18: Unusual Hungers written by Mabel Martin (via girlwithouthands)