Ahem. This is a randomly made, totally unrelated to ANYTHING, meme or otherwise, post.
Just a reminder that I think all of you are great. And I always appreciate your messages, in any form, and I’m always flattered that you are taking the time to talk to me.
Much like Sans, I am not always a good person or friend. That’s just the fact of it. So if you’re ever worried about not being some certain level of worth or anything of that sort to talk to me, well—I’m no better than you. I’m a very, very flawed human being. But the fact that you see good in me despite that means a lot.
Thank you for choosing to see the good parts of me. Know that I am choosing to see the good parts of you, too.
Have a great day, sending love and hugs your way. <3
My country is celebrating 100 years of independence this year and we are also achieving marriage equality on the 1st of March. I can’t think of a better way to celebrate our achievements as a nation than celebrating equality and human rights. Congratulations, Finland, may there be many more victories such as this and may your freedom last a thousand years!
(yes, the Finnish flag appears backwards because she’s waving it around)
Someone on twitter tonight very kindly informed me that, waaaaay back once upon a time in 2011, @linmanuel posted his dream cast for a West Wing musical on his now-defunct blog. And since the internet never forgets, I share it with you all now.
I support everything about this casting (Patti LuPone as Marion Coatsworth-Hayes! Audra McDonald as Nancy McNally!) and wish to see it become reality as soon as humanly possible.
What I enjoy while reading the Haikyu!! manga is to see Hinatas and Yamaguchis friendship bloom. So I just imagined them hanging out and doing stuff other than volleyball, and I got this feeling of Tadashi being a tea drinking person and Hinata enjoying just talking over a cup of tea with him. Just having a break from everything. More below about the tea and friendship:
One day you will look back and realize that the guy you couldn’t stop thinking about did love you back, and it was just as obvious as all your friends said it was, back then you were just too afraid to see it. You will look back and notice that the friend you don’t talk to anymore wasn’t even a good friend back then, you were just too nice to see it. You will look back and realize that your problems were so much tinier than you made them out to be. You will look back and realize that somehow everything did work out, even if you were sure it wouldn’t.
there’s a lot going on here. i see black cats in our shadows. i’m sorry about the ladder i left out. i think i’m asking for trouble. at least then i have an excuse.
it gets dark before it should now. all my lighters were stolen last week, and last night i forgot i can’t see past unmarked tombstones. last night i tried to put out the flames. i don’t think we’ll ever be the same.
i’m gutting myself. i mean im unbuilding. i mean if you see my radio in a new car somewhere it will still be singing your name and that’s fucked up.
the river in our city used to be my favourite place. now it just makes my hands shake. you see, this is where you loved me once. you see, this is where i realized it. i still feel your lips on my cheek here. i’m just way too good at keeping promises, don’t you see?
there’s an empty that fills. there’s a lot of graves that never get dug. you and i are a boat that we’re pretending hasn’t sunk.
here is a joke: i love you and the sky comes undone and when i say “it’s falling” you say “so don’t look up”
here is the punchline: the train still killed me even though i saw it coming. i still find tracks in my teeth.
i want mornings i don’t pick gravel out of sore places. i want mornings that don’t feel like death sentences. i want mornings that feel like open books.
i’ve had the same bruise on my leg for four weeks now. i think you’ve been calling me in your sleep. i think i’ve been running to you in my dreams.