The Daenerys (mindmate/twin flame) to my Sansa || Cam to my Maya ♥ || The Sherlock to my John || The Doctor to my Tardis
Annie | 17 | Canada. Aspiring writer, music lover, avid reader, film enthusiast, compulsive perfectionist, wallflower, misanthrope, oddity, Ravenclaw, vertically challenged and Time Waster Extraordinaire. I'm a strong advocate of equality, and I live vicariously through fiction. I meander too often and say too little. Introverted in reality, an open book on Tumblr; I am but a work in progress. This blog will generally consist of my interests and anything I find beautiful, amusing, picturesque, or intriguing. If you ever need to talk, my ask box is always open. I'd love to meet each and every one of you. Welcome to my humble abode. Don't get lost.
In contemporary times, fire mostly manifests itself through devastating emotional pain. It scourges people, damages them beyond repair. We become victims of our minds and nothing more. But what happens when that fire is extinguished? Does it grant us immediate happiness and peace of mind, or does the loss of something so familiar alienate us from living?
Indecisive. Forever alone. Band geek. Straight-edge. Socially awkward. Wallflower. Certified Nerdfighter. Part-time Insomniac. I am exceptionally good at top-level procrastination, sarcasm, being stubborn, eating, and sleeping. Disclaimer: None of the pictures on this blog are mine unless stated otherwise.
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