I absolutely love this picture:
It's of Christina Perri in her music video for "Jar of Hearts."
White Swan dress + black combat boots= me.
Lace & heavy metal always go well together. In short, I was always meant to be an Emo Princess; I just missed out on getting to go to a public high school. But this is totally how I would have showed up to the prom. Touch-me fragile, delicate whispery lace and don't-you-dare-mess boots. Because that's who I am. Fragility in steel.
At least that's what my swains always used to tell me; for some reason the metaphors always had something to do with metals of various types, iron or steel being the metal of choice. It probably has something to do with the glitter of sunlight as you pull out the sword to do battle.
Onward we plunge into everlasting duels. God is a difficult opponent but hey, at least He's a worthy one. And all this fencing ought to do well for me one day.
"It took so long just to feel alright
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes
And now you're back
You don't get to get me back"
Story of a girl, story of my life, story that's constantly being written. I've gotten up more times than most people have been kicked down. That's the way this world works: you've got to be tough to deal and you've got to be sensitive to care. That's the recipe for being the goddess of awesome. Which, by the way, I am, unapologetically. I've earned it.