folkofair

[folkofair]

When you find a song that makes you think about him and it becomes all you listen to

[folkofair]

Lately, the remnants of you are making it so hard to be alone. Now I look in the mirror, broken shattered memories that you can replace but never forget. If only time could tell us all the people we’ll regret. It’s been difficult to admit to myself that there is a world outside of the one you showed me. Even now, all I know to be true is that I can’t love someone new without the bittersweet reminders of you.

-me

[folkofair]

”If I had known there was someone else, I would have let you go. Lately, the remnants of you make it hard to be alone.

Even now, I stare in the mirror and see your face. A reminder of the lovely fractured memories that you can replace but never forget.

If only time could tell us the people we’ll regret.”

[folkofair]

You won’t understand me until you’ve lived in the fire. Until you burn with all you are every single day. No one knows the price I pay just to know I’m alive. You can’t know why I feel so deeply until the one person that you thought you could trust leaves.

You wont understand me until your flame goes out, taking with it your only will to be alive. The only reason I live like this is because I don’t know how else to survive

-Nesta Archeron

[folkofair]

We are all just trying to survive. Through all of your experiences and endeavors, never make that harder for yourself or anyone else.

-unknown

[folkofair]

[folkofair]

Why are all songs 10x better when they’re on the radio?

[folkofair]

How different fictional men would react if someone called out their name:

Rhysand: Yes, darling?

Rowan: *blatantly ignores*

Cardan: Nobody cares

Maven: The answer is no

[folkofair]

Nesta: Cassian, I was thinking about..

Cassian: No

Nesta: But I didn’t fin...

Cassian: No

Nesta: But...

Cassian: *sighs* Arson? Again?

Nesta: ..... yes

[folkofair]

Rhysand: Im gonna go do something stupid

Feyre: No

Nesta: No

Azriel: No

Morrigan: No

Cassian: ..... When

[folkofair]

Drunk Jude to everyone else: This is my mortal enemy

Cardan: Not quite

Jude: Nemesis?

Cardan: Nah

Jude: Reluctant ally?

Cardan: Your husband. I’m your husband.

[folkofair]

Cardan: we were looking for something dumb to do

Jude: YOU looked for something dumb to do. I just wanted some damned peace!