gerard:m

  • friend:why are u sad
  • me:im always sad. this is just who i am. theres no point even asking me this cus my answer is always the same
  • friend:doesnt ask why im sad
  • me:wow fuckin rude

I’m in world and I’m the only senior here :( teacher keep sayin shit like “you guys juniors now!” like…. no boy wbu how is ur day so far :)

Manuscript of Oscar Wilde’s Under the Balcony.

O blossom that hangs in the tremulous air!
   O blossom with lips of snow!
Come down, come down, for my love to wear!
   You will
       You will die on her head in a crown,
       You will die in a fold of her gown,
   To her little light heart you will go!
O blossom that hangs in the tremulous air!
   O blossom with lips of snow!