Sono Come La Notte: Silenziosa, Fredda E Piena Di Segreti.

i hate misandric people as much as i hate misogynist people.

y'all are all the same trash.

if u think men are pig or can't be feminist, block me.

if u think women are sluts or superior, block me.

do a favor to the world: shut the fuck up, you're wrong, get over it.

and i’m so sorry!

kiss me hard before you go…

…summertime sadness 🐚

Inside every bad girl there's a sad girl. 🎐

Tʀᴀᴅᴜᴢɪᴏɴᴇ:

“Voglio solo dire addio, scomparire senza che nessuno lo sappia; non voglio vivere questa bugia, sorridendo al mondo inconsapevole. Non voglio che ci provi, hai fatto abbastanza per mandarmi avanti; starò bene, starò bene, starò bene per l'ultima volta.”

[𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 • 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝]

Alla fine ci si ritrova sempre. ♡

Latin Spell/Prayer to Selene/Hekate to become a Vampire

Please be advised this is a REAL conjuring of the vampire mother.

She or her children of the dark will answer, maybe not the exact moment you say it under a full moon, but they WILL hear you.

This poem is to be said to the moon, either at night or early morning when she is still visible.

Ode To The Vampire Mother:

O dea tenebris

mater immortalibus

puer tuus fac me sicut renascentur

mea lux vestra absorbere

liceat mihi locus ad tenebras

sicut ex utero immortales

filios tuos in ulnis

quibus invocaverit te frater

O lunae lumen

puer tuus fac me sicut renascentur

me duce tenebris sunt

i ita erit renatus

Oh goddess of the darkness

mother to the immortal

let me be reborn as your child

let your light absorb my own

Allow me passage to the darkness

as from your immortal womb

into the arms of your children

to whom I will call brother

Oh moonlight

let me be reborn as your child

guide the dark ones to me

so I shall be born again

(Leave an offering under your window at night for the moon to see)

living my life as the "2015 tumblr grunge girl who smokes marlboro and who isn't like others"

but y'all ain't ready for it 🌙

there's no hope anymore.

Siamo come il Sole e la Luna,

ci ricorriamo senza incontrarci mai

e quando ci incontriamo è sempre magico;

il giorno si spegne e la notte splende.