leivos:

by Francesco Bongiorni





If you hear a voice within you say “you cannot paint,” then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.
Vincent Van Gogh (via julie911)










protectherplease:

She loved him, in a twisted way; the way a soldier felt towards his weapon, disgusted and bitter and fond, all at the same time. She didn’t want to love him, didn’t want to look in his eyes and feel her gut clench, feel her blood light on fire - even as he turned away.

She loved him, because she had to - because no matter how much she said ‘I will move on’ she somehow got sidetracked, got distracted, and forgot to.