emily, 21, graduate, berkshire.emily

I like glassjaw, horror movies, collecting dvds, make do & mend, conspiracy theories, eyebrows, reading, junk food, la dispute, writing, criminology, brand new, travel, documentaries, strawberry & lime kopparberg, feminism, bristol & stuff.

I've built a wooden heart inside this iron ship, to sail these blood red seas and find your coasts. don’t let these waves wash away your hopes this war-ship is sinking, and I still believe in anchors pulling fist fulls of rotten wood from my heart, I still believe in saviours

Think I met someone, but he ain’t really my type. Shit, he only 21. His fingers do the talking. Where he’s from will be his coffin.

♥ Jan 19th at 8PM / tagged: the last song. iggy azalea. lyrics. / reblog / 3 notes
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