Fire in the Breeze
I'm Brittany, 20, australian, a romantic, writer, and ex-people pleaser. I'm the biggest dreamer you'll ever meet. I'm a dedicated lover of: music, the metaphysical, all things dark, erotic and emotive. I use this tumblr as a journal, to publish prose, and to express what I cannot face-to-face.

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130186:

Samuel Cirnansck A/W 2013
voguelovesme:

Anna Ewers & Mariacarla Boscono Photographed by Mert Alas & Marcus Piggott for W September 2014
In the end
these things matter most:
How well did you love?
How fully did you live?
How deeply did you let go? - The Buddha (via spiritualmama)
black-white-madness:

Madness:

"Isolate me" by ph: Mike Lewis
littlehorrorshop:

Mary Pickford in The Poor Little Rich Girl, 1917
whataboutbobbed:

Peggy Fears has no fears
pale-skin-and-roses:

Marijkeee 
obsessivedancingdisorder:

Sarah Lamb & Federico Bonelli — The Royal Ballet’s Romeo & Juliet
black-white-madness:

Madness:

Widow, Trisha Ward, HungerTV
vintage-old-hollywood:

Mary Pickford <3
130186:

Valentino Haute Couture Fall 2014
beautifuldisaster23:

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dysphoricsylph:

Alina Somova in Giselle.
I think I met my dream person but I am only an option to them. I am not interesting or fun enough. I value myself but I understand why they are not interested and I am only fun for a night here and there. I want to pass it off because I know I am worth more but I have never in my life met someone so captivating and they inspire me to become a better person, though I am not there yet and their lack of mutual interest breaks my heart.

Anonymous

violentwavesofemotion:

Do justice to what you feel then. Do justice to what they make you feel, do justice to your own self-worth, fucking enjoy it not because you merely deserve it or don’t but because you let it happen to you and you must also let it take its way and trust me I know it’s hard especially when you’ve grown up thinking you could never keep something good or wholly deserve something good but don’t let the poison get hold of you. Let them inspire you, let them affect you, let them break your heart but for christ’s sake allow yourself the privilege to feel content and happy with something you had never imagined you’d come to feel and yet currently feel intensely. Mutual interest can’t ever be possible even if two people are passionately in love with each other. Always, always, someone will be weaker in this and consequently expect more out of themselves and subconsciously from the other person, make a mess of something which produces emotional conflict and is intense, generally freak the fuck out more easily…the thing is: Learn how to receive and don’t lose yourself in pointless self-pity. Do not hold back. Let loose and do full justice to what you feel.