landfill-daughter // I want you so much but I hate your guts

do what you have to do-sarah mclachlan // know I can’t be with you I do what I have to do and I have sense to recognize but I don’t know how to let you go

lost and found-kate herzig // I could feel you next to me, an escape from the world I’m in, oh, I’m afraid of the world I’m in

go your own way-lissie // loving you isn’t the right thing to do, how can I ever change things that I feel?

poison & wine-the civil wars // your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine

we remain-christina aguilera // burn me with fire, drown me with rain, I’m gonna wake up screaming your name

dark horse-michelle montezeri // make me your one and only, but don’t make me your enemy

sex on fire-beyonce // feels like you’re dying, you’re dying, you, your sex is on fire 

stripped-shiny toy guns // let me see you stripped down to the bone, let me hear you speaking just for me

heavy in your arms-florence + the machine // are you strong enough to stand protecting both your heart and mine?

that I would be good-alanis morissette // that I would be good even when I am overwhelmed, that I would be loved even when I was fuming

masochist-ingrid michaelson // And I think that I like her, ‘cuz she tells me things I don’t want to hear

time after time-cyndi lauper with sarah mclachlan // if you’re lost you can look and you will find me

when it don’t come easy-patty griffin // everywhere the water’s getting rough, your best intentions may not be enough

place for us-mikky ekko // and we can see the future and the dreams it’s made of, hey is there a place for us

listen on 8tracks

Scandal AU: Mellie Grant is intrigued by Olivia Pope.

(laughs) What is it that I always say? If you want something done, get Olivia Pope on it.

Scandal Meme:  Relationships [2/4]

     ↳ Olivia Pope & Mellie Grant


"The women in your life play a mean game of political chess."

mellivia + touch (a.k.a only 5 hugs and a face touch) → washingtonkerry


"The women in your life play a mean game of political chess."

This is the White House. This is the election. This is power and the future of this planet. This is everything! You’d have to be an idiot to be this reckless and you are not an idiot…and you are never reckless. 

“Through the hallways of her mind
There are many doors left locked
There is a room with her mother’s voice
And one with her father’s hug
And one door with double padlocks
That contains her very first kiss
She gave me a keyring
With many keys upon it
And said that these are for the doors
Of our future
That this time
Please leave the doors unlocked
And throw away the keys
As they are used
I want to remember everything…”

— •••IconBrown - Keys to the Future (via iconbrown) —

“She will share her soul when in love. Do not seek her dreams. They are hers and hers alone. They are reminders that somewhere, she is still a little girl, who believes in this world.”

— Navin E. (via wordswritteninsilence) —

“I know that after it’s over, you’ll never speak my name again. You’ll stop thinking of me too. In fact, we’ll never see each other again in spite of how small this town is. You’ll go on and become the person you’ve always been meant to be and so will I. I’m going to move to New York City, three years after it’s over and you’re going to wonder what ever became of me. You’ll wonder who it is I write about and perhaps, it won’t be about you anymore. One day these words will belong to someone else, to someone who knows how to love me without their hands around my neck and their bruises on my skin.”

— After It’s Over // thewordsyouneverunderstood (via thewordsyouneverunderstood) —

“Just because I write about you doesn’t mean it’s about you, me writing about you is about me. The sooner you realize this, the better off your life will be.”

— ME (via takingstockofwhatmattersmost) —

I love him. I love him and he doesn’t give a fuck about me.” // r.i.d

i came to you when i was still chewing on the graphite of another boy’s poems, still drowning in the ink splotches he left along my collarbones, still flinching every time someone raised their voice and

the first time we talked it scared me how easily i could fold myself into your sentences and the first time we got drunk together i remember lying beside you just barely touching and still feeling like maybe i belonged here for the rest of eternity

how did you take a girl with a heart so black she couldn’t get it to beat how did you make her finally feel complete

you eased open the places i was hurting and cut yourself removing all of my thorns and good god i am a tinderbox and ready to catch on fire but you’re the only person who has ever made me feel warm so

just know that where you are is where i am home.

"The little voice in me who used to tell me “This isn’t the right guy” has been silent ever since we met, and this is the longest relationship I ever had. I so truly hope this one will last.” // r.i.d (via inkskinned) —