allthefandomfeelings: moonflowerlights: dan-is-not-on-phire: napoleonbonerhard: sassyhorseradish: what if the only reason we can’t walk through mirrors is because our reflection blocks us what if they’re protecting us though what if they know that the other side is horrifying and painful and they are trying to keep us from ever crossing over I must be on the wrong side of the mirror...
driveway: If I offend you please write a 5 page essay explaining what I did wrong in MLA format and send it to someone else because I probably don’t care
kawaiigoblin: Roses are red, goblins are green. I don’t have a heart so here, take my spleen. This right here is why I’m a creative writing major, folks.
Of all the things I am not very good at, living in the real world is perhaps the...– Anne Tyler, The Accidental Tourist (via larmoyante)
God does not play dice with the universe; He plays an ineffable game of His own...– Terry Pratchett (via nathanielstuart)
oh-comet: hippofoliage: I was complaining about my depression to my mom and my sister asked me what depression is. She’s two, so I told her it’s like your head has a boo boo and needs help getting better. She held up her hands, told me to wait and then ran into the kitchen and came back out with a band aid. She stuck it on my forehead, kissed me and told me she’d help my head feel better. ...
infinityonhighest: why would anyone ever want to be just one sexuality because we have boys with their stomachs and their butts and their arms and but then you have girls with their hair and their boobs and their butts and i just