Dear past self,
You fucking idiot.
Dear current self,
You’re also a fucking idiot.
Dear future self,
Still a fucking idiot, aren’t you?
Aesthetic: Halloween shops that suddenly appear in derelict empty shops
more water intake & less procrastination in 2016.
sugar buddy: your totally platonic rich friend who gives u expensive gifts
a literal pay pal
blackbirds gnarled by the sun,
wings bent at a 90 degree.
ugly and desperate and
moving just to stay alive.tides at midnight,
moon-bathed and tired
of an ancient push and pull,
this game worn thinner
than the gossamer bride veil
sparkling silver on the
black of the water.willows draped unflinching,
unapologetic, unable
to grow apart.
clinging.
gleaming in the light.
Emily Palermo, A STUDY IN HOW OUR HANDS MOVE AT DAWN (via starredsoul)
YO DO YOU KNOW WHAT REALLY FUCKED UP THING I HAVE JUST LEARNED
okay so apparently when people die on mt everest they just leave the bodies there bc retrieval isnt possible and theres an estimated 200 bodies just like UP there and bc its so cold and oxygenless the bodies are perfectly preserved and people use them AS LANDMARKS most famously this one guy named green boots (so called bc hes wearing green boots and they dont know who he is) oh my god thats so fucked up???? why do people keep climbing this death mountain???? why cant we invent a way to get the bodies down we can go to fucking space but not the top of a mountain apparently???? oh my god????
Not going to lie that would be one hell of a zombie film.
Suddenly “Everest” seems appropriately named.
Tom Riddle really put his soul into all of his work.
anybody under 5′7 cant be talking about fightin anyone like what you gonna do? headbutt someone in the nipples?
dont be mean to me im soft
me: *opens fanfic*
fanfic: *has no spaces between paragraphs*
me: *closes fanfic*
