Pirate Queen in My Dreams

I miss the bad things, the way you hate me. I miss the screaming, the way, that you blame me. Miss the phone calls, when it’s your fault. I miss the late nights, don’t miss you at all.




Is that all you care about, money and applause? And sex, for which I generally get applause.

To the Radiant Southern Sun, I give you Queen Susan the Gentle.



roborenard:

absolutely destroy the idea that you have to be loved romantically and love romantically

destroy the idea that the end goal of life is to get into a romantic relationship/marriage

romantic love isn’t a requirement to live life and it never will be



theladyintweed:

Wallpaper by de Gournay 

theladyintweed:

Wallpaper by de Gournay