Petrichor

Rain Will Make the Flowers Grow

so we'll turn off all of the lights and set this ballroom aglow

Priscilla. Old enough to start reading fairy tales again. I reblog/post mainly Owl City, Lights, Audrey Hepburn, Doctor Who, Sherlock, Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, Disney, food, cute animals, and other whatnot I find interesting or amusing. []

The loneliest thing in the shape of a fist that I wish I could bring in this bitter abyss is my petrified heart, still pounding.

The loneliest thing in the shape of a fist that I wish I could bring in this bitter abyss is my petrified heart, still pounding.

(Source: sneakybookworm)