NEVERMORE
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
NEVERMORE
Caitlin. 24. Occupation: figuring it out. Currently writing a novel. Owns a cat and three dogs.

thelightandthedark:

A British one penny coin from 1903 defaced by the Suffragettes

cashmeremammoth:

space witches

"we ourselves are made of star dust"
(carl sagam)

they find can understand the movements of the planets, interpret the darkest creases of the night sky. they find themselves aglow with starlight.

From above, Zack Seckler

kellyangel:

Drew a clicker quick last night before bed. 
The Last of Us is magnificent.

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