deep down just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing

~~ erin morgenstern, the starless sea

~~ aaron o'hanlon

What? What? What? My, my, what a rude question. I am not a what.

~ emery allen

What is grief, if not love persevering? | for @thatravenclawbitch

i love you he said to the end of all things and on— and he smiled soaking in the infiniteness of it all. – atticus

— John Keats, from a letter to Fanny Brawne, 27 July 1819

Rumbelle + Light

Rumbelle + Dark

Rumbelle + Red