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northern girl, autumnborn, strange & sparkly, stubbornly full of hope, overemotional optimist, hopeless romantic. has probably touched glitter today.

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I hear you in my music.

- Six word story, August 22, 2014 (via tywin)

perspectave:

i can’t wait until i’m older and have a serious relationship like think of how much fun that would be every single night would be like a sleepover with your best friend and you could make pancakes at 3 in the morning and uncontrollably snuggle when you’re bored  

I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.

- F. Scott Fitzgerald - On the subject of his wife, Zelda (via uncannie)

His hands shake something furious,
and you don’t know how to stop them,
don’t know if they belong to a killer or a lover,
or if there’s even a difference anymore.

His shadow dances with yours
in the streetlights;
your darkness has found a kindred spirit,
but you are still trying
to take the fear from his mouth.

Demons and angels are at war inside of him,
and you swear to love every single one,
swear to love him wicked,
swear to love him holy.

He is licking prayers
he stopped believing
into your mouth;
if you thought kissing him
would save him,
you were dead wrong.

- Emily Palermo, On Loving A Monster (via bellrowleys)

peremadeleine:

Royalty Meme ♛ [2/7] Pairings
↳ Mumtaz Mahal & Shah Jahan

Prince Khurram, son of the Mughal emperor Jahangir, became enthralled with the beauty of Arjumand Banu Begum from the first moment he laid eyes on her. In 1607, the two were betrothed and in 1612, they were finally married; he was 20 and she, 19. Khurram bestowed the title “Mumtaz Mahal” (“Chosen one of the Palace”) upon his beloved bride.

Though he already had two other wives, Shah Jahan rarely practiced polygamy after his marriage to Mumtaz Mahal. The two enjoyed a happy and ardent marriage; Mumtaz Mahal was her husband’s confidant and frequent traveling companion. She also enjoyed great power and influence during her brief tenure as the Mughal Empress (from 1627 to 1631).

Shah Jahan and Mumtaz Mahal had fourteen children, seven of whom lived to adulthood. Their bliss was cut tragically short, however: the empress died shortly after giving birth to her youngest child, Gauharara Begum, in the summer of 1631. Her bereaved husband was inconsolable. He mourned in seclusion for a year, during which time her body was temporarily interred in a pleasure garden.

The following year, construction began on an immense funerary complex for Mumtaz Mahal in Agra. Twenty-two years later, in 1648, the grand white-marble mausoleum was completed. The Taj Mahal is still considered an architectural masterpiece. It stands as an touching and breathtaking testament to the love shared by Shah Jahan and Mumtaz Mahal.

In fact a mature person does not fall in love, he rises in love. The word ’fall’ is not right. Only immature people fall; they stumble and fall down in love. Somehow they were managing and standing. They cannot manage and they cannot stand – they find a woman and they are gone, they find a man and they are gone. They were always ready to fall on the ground and to creep. They don’t have the backbone, the spine; they don’t have that integrity to stand alone.
A mature person has the integrity to be alone. And when a mature person gives love, he gives without any strings attached to it: he simply gives. And when a mature person gives love, he feels grateful that you have accepted his love, not vice versa. He does not expect you to be thankful for it – no, not at all, he does not even need your thanks. He thanks you for accepting his love. And when two mature persons are in love, one of the greatest paradoxes of life happens, one of the most beautiful phenomena: they are together and yet tremendously alone; they are together so much so that they are almost one. But their oneness does not destroy their individuality, in fact, it enhances it: they become more individual.


Two mature persons in love help each other to become more free. There is no politics involved, no diplomacy, no effort to dominate. How can you dominate the person you love? Just think over it. Domination is a sort of hatred, anger, enmity. How can you think of dominating a person you love? You would love to see the person totally free, independent; you will give him more individuality. That’s why I call it the greatest paradox: they are together so much so that they are almost one, but still in that oneness they are individuals. Their individualities are not effaced – they have become more enhanced. The other has enriched them as far as their freedom is concerned.


Immature people falling in love destroy each other’s freedom, create a bondage, make a prison. Mature persons in love help each other to be free; they help each other to destroy all sorts of bondages. And when love flows with freedom there is beauty. When love flows with dependence there is ugliness.

- Osho (via thatkindofwoman)

Have I mentioned that Maestro is an enormous nerd? Because he is an enormous nerd. 

We always want to love the ideal … but that is the easy way … you must love the real man … the faults every bit as much as the dream … walk with his monsters … is that not exactly how you would wish to be loved in return?

- (via butterflyslut)

Let someone love you just the way you are – as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room.

- Marc Hack (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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