Phoenix feathers and stardust

The inner thoughts of a closet firecracker.

Poetry I have written is unapologetically NSFW. And protected by copyright.

Images have been found on the Internet and are not mine, contact me if they are yours and you wish them removed.

Contact me at phenix [dot] noire1 at gmail [dot] com

Like wildflowers; You must allow yourself to grow in all the places people thought you never would.

—Unknown (via koreyan)

(via brightestlittlefirefly)

She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox’s tongue. She tastes like hope.

Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke and Bones (via kitty-en-classe)

(Source: lurii-uchiha-potter, via ms-woodsworld)

septemberwildflowers:

art meme: 3/? colors: rose

Frederic Leighton - Elijah in the Wilderness; Alphonse Mucha - Rose; John Singer-Sargent - Mrs Carl Meyer and her ChildrenFrançois-Hubert Drouais - Portrait de Femme; François-Hubert Drouais - Madame du BarryAnton Raphael Mengs - Maria Luisa of Parma; Edgar Degas - The Pink Dancer; Edward Robert Hughes - Juliette Gordon Low; Gustave Jean Jaquet - Portrait of a Lady

(via missharpersworld)