space witches

"we ourselves are made of star dust"
(carl sagam)

they find can understand the movements of the planets, interpret the darkest creases of the night sky. they find themselves aglow with starlight.

Unconventional Ship: Alina Starkov and The Darkling
"Then the memory of the Darkling’s kiss blew through me and rattled my concentration, scattering my thoughts like leaves and making my heart swoop and dive like a bird borne aloft by uncertain currents."

Hunger of the Pine - Alt-J
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❝ There’s something fairy-tale-like about it, which is perfect, because fairy tales are all about innocence and ill will and the inevitability of terrible things. They’re all about the moment when the girl is no longer who she was. ❞
—— Nina LaCour, Everything Leads to You


crisp air & coffee | for the morning chill that makes you reach for a sweater, for the sharp air carrying the scent of earth. for bottomless cups at wooden tables, a book or pen within your grasp. for autumn, fleeting, fiery, & full of content. { listen }

18 tracks, including — hozier ; john mayer ; joshua radin ; noah gundersen ; mumford & sons ; daughter ; & more. 

A great sorrow, and one that I am only beginning to understand: we don’t get to choose our own hearts. We can’t make ourselves want what’s good for us or what’s good for other people. We don’t get to choose the people we are (…) 

How do we know what’s right for us? Every shrink, every career counselor, every Disney princess knows the answer: “Be yourself.” “Follow your heart.”     Only here’s what I really, really want someone to explain to me. What if one happens to be possessed of a heart that can’t be trusted—?



INTJ; (listen) a mix for the brilliant minds with the ability to accomplish great things; for those with an insatiable thirst for knowledge and an unparalleled confidence within; for the rational, the insightful, the independent. the intj. 

"my goal is simple; it is a complete understanding of the universe - why it is as it is and why it exists at all"

i. science and faith // the script, ii. poet // bastille, iii. human // gabrielle aplin, iv. bittersweet symphony // the verve, v. unwritten (acoustic)  // boyce avenue, vi. fair game // sia vii. across the universe // fiona apple, viii. dust to dust // the civil wars

(more in this series)


dance around the fire. as the sky turns charcoal, those sworn to the dark and unseen emerge from the ground all clad in mist and pumpkin hued leaves. ghastly figures and hellions of the underworld, some called upon by the necromancer and sorcerers themselves, and all to revel in the night we call all hallow’s eve. listen

Have some fashion  ||  Yves Saint Laurent s/s 2013 RTW

❝ When I shed my skin
for you, I left intact
my animal heart

the desire to crack bones between delicate teeth. ❞
—— Jeannine Hall Gailey, “The Animal Heart: She Warns Him,” from She Returns to the Floating World (via lifeinpoetry)
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Alfred Enoch in How to Get Away With Murder 1x01


Spoils of War

And you will surely be the death of me
but how could I have known?

A mix for The Trojan Women.

mouthwings - mountain man words are dead - agnes obel like the dawn - the oh hellos heartbeats - grimes in a graveyard - rufus wainwright the wolf - phildel perth/love isonine mashup - bon iver and daughter muscle, bone and blood - mia doi todd wasting my young years - london grammar fuel to fire - agnes obel

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rise if you’re sleeping, a halloween mix [listen here]

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I took another step. He stilled. Our bodies were almost touching now. I reached up and cupped his cheek with my hand. This time the flash of confusion on his face was impossible to miss. He held himself frozen, his only movement the steady rise and fall of his chest. Then, as if in concession, he let his eyes close. A line appeared between his brows.

“It’s true,” I said softly. “You are stronger, wiser, infinite in experience.” I leaned forward and whispered, my lips brushing the shell of his ear. “But I am an apt pupil.”