im so PUMPED about fall!!!!! ill wear 500 sweaters i dont care ill shove a whole pumpkin up my ass
I would look so good with a cigarette tbh but my lungs are not worth the #aesthetic or the #addiction
Just be fucking honest about how you feel about people while you’re alive.
I can’t believe I never noticed this I read these books a dozen times
R o n
In french he say “Je peux voir ta lune ?” “Can I see your moon ? ” it means “ass” but in a cute and childhish way, I’m so shocked, the english version is hardcore.
In Dutch it says “mag ik je hemelse lichaam zien?” Which translates to “can I see your heavenly body?”
English still wins on crudeness.
If I had to write a poem to end all poems,
it would be the word 'lonely'
in every language.
It would ask for nothing,
only echo, echo, cry, then sleep.
Please don’t make me write it.
Don’t make me be honest.
Not after all this time, all this
I have finally spun a story that doesn’t
look like a failure,
and all I want to do is stay in it.
All I want to do is keep singing.
Let me stay in this kingdom without
The one I made.
Let me sit with my tin crown on my makeshift throne.
Let me do all of it.
Let me fight.
Let me be the dragon and the
spear that kills it.
I would very much like to be both.
One glance at a book and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for 1,000 years. To read is to voyage through time.
some artsy shots from today, featuring my face, the archery range, and the token fartsy photo.
A guy flashed me a peace sign today, and all I could think of was that, written down, it’s either,
- "Peace!" (Helios, probably, sometime BC); or,
- "I’m sorry that you look at me and see the boy you think I represent." (Stranger on the intersection, 2k14)"
u lovely person u <3333333
i don’t need a boyfriend i just want to be one of those strangers in that first kiss video
It is too bad journals can’t speak up and give advice or support.
The last time that happened the Chamber of Secrets was opened