Where do I go?!?

When Tumblr shuts down, which - let’s be real guys - it will, what platform will I flock to? My parents are on every other platform and monitor me heavily. Guys, I’m scared. Tumblr shutting down will mark an end to my social media freedom. All the friends I’ve made because of this hellsite, and all the friends I hope to make will have no way to contact me. Where else could I make so many spectacular friends and create an endless stream of shit posts? I love the community and I’ll be sad to see it deteriorate.

Protest by logging out all of December 17th.

To my favorite person in the world,
I know things are over and I know that means that we won’t get to create any new memories together. I know I lacked a lot of things, and I’m sorry for hurting you.
Every day I talk to you, sometimes in whispers, sometimes in sobs, but every day I do. I know a lot of things now, one of which is that I should have given you space and me not giving you this created the biggest space possible. I know how incredibly much I miss you and also that that alone is not a great enough incentive to get us to talk again anymore. I know what we had was special and irreplaceable and nothing makes up for the fact that we don’t get to sit in silence together anymore. I know I’m sad, I can feel it every day when I open my eyes and every day when I lay my head down again on the pillow. It’s becoming a part of me, a you shaped hole in my heart. I know what would feel good and what is the right thing to do, and it raffles me that this time they are two completely different things. I know I had you. I know I lost you. I know it’s already been a while. The one thing I don’t know is whether this will end up being just a break or a good luck in another lifetime kind of thing. And it scares me how I don’t even know which one would be the better option. I don’t know why I’m writing this. but I guess when the day comes that I figure out why it is that I still talk to you in my head every day, the rest will figure itself out.
With all my love, always
—  Annedi Bergsma 

Shout out to Tony “No-feelings” Stark for obliterating every other romantic declaration out there.

This is a man whom people have accused of not caring, not feeling and being self-centred.

He thinks he is going to die he better not and his last words? His last thoughts?

They’re not about how unfair things have been for him, how much he suffered or about himself at all.

They’re about the woman he loves, the one who put up with him and has been there for him and how he was not with her.

I don’t care whom you ship with Tony Stark, his love for Pepper Potts is beautiful.