What Separatesthe Wolf From The Sheepis Not A Matter Of Good Or Evil.We All Have Teethbut Only Some Of

What separates the wolf from the sheep is not a matter of good or evil. We all have teeth— but only some of us are willing to use them.

you either bare your fangs or your throat | m.a.w (via dvoyd)

“she hated him!” 

“nah, she didn’t.” 

a mix for lily evans and james potter, who should have lived longer, but did the best with what they got. 

01: something, the beatles 

02: while we’re young, jhene aiko

03: stand by me, florence & the machine

04: grow old with me, tom odell 

05: rosie, john mayer 

06: the only one, melissa ethridge 

07: i will follow you into the dark, death cab for cutie

08: baby i’m yours, arctic monkeys 

09: youth, daughter 

10: turning page, sleeping at last

“she wasn't interested in telling other people's futures. she was interested in going out and finding her own.”

a short mix for the psychic’s daughter

00: love club, lorde

01: landslide, fleetwood mac 

02: don’t you forget about me, simple minds

03: gravel to tempo, hayley kiyoko 

05: lost stars, keira knightley 

 Kyrgyz National Opera  | diana_lastochkina

A monster is not such a terrible thing to be. From the Latin root monstrum, a divine messenger of catastrophe, then adapted by the Old French to mean an animal of myriad origins: centaur, griffin, satyr. To be a monster is to be a hybrid signal, a lighthouse: both shelter and warning at once.

Ocean Vuong, from “A Letter To My Mother That She Will Never Read”, published in The New Yorker (via soracities)

— “so now tell me, is it worse seeing the light and then losing it, or not having it at all?” | g.f.