"   Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.   "
The Canterville Ghost, Oscar Wilde (via veliikaya)

(Source: studyofdemonology, via bongripsandhardhits)

Then again

I’m drunk… Maybe it’s so easy to look out tonight because my fear is masked by the liquid courage I so eagerly downed


When I was younger, not even that much younger , I’m talking like literally less than a year ago… I used to be terrified of looking out my window and into the darkness that peered back at me . Tonight I finally realized no monster is going jump out at me and no shadow is going to torment me . At least no real monster that is . My monsters come from within…


"I don’t want to put you in a cage, I want to love you!"

Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)