words – This Pixie is Poisn

werewolfsuggestions: the snap of jaws and a flash of gold ; i am the guardian of the forest and you cannot tame me

Pity the werewolf what maddening lust it must feel living among prey Wrath James White, If You Died Tomorrow I Would Eat Your Corpse

vesssper: “I want to drink moonlight and bathe in flower petals. To wear the earth, sleep in streams, and taste the stars.” — My soul is wild, call me Witch. (via waterwitchofthewoods)

bnmxfld: Vita Sackville-West / Letters to Virginia Woolf

purplebuddhaquotes: “Scared is what you’re feeling. Brave is what you’re doing.” — Emma Donoghue

darkgreen-murmur-suggestion: The stars have known me since i was first sparked, through every life and death, because i was once one of them.

a-magpie-witchling: Also so I can attract swarms of bees and command them from the afterlife.

…flowers are hauntingly delicate, like no one sighing in the dark. Clarice Lispector, from The Stream of Life(via luthienne)