i love your face and everything

to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.
—  Ellen Bass, ‘The Thing Is’

invisigoth-1013  asked:

I believe G's actions are a result of not having another option bc of contract clauses (e.g. with Netflix) so that she's no other choice then attending these events with PM. You can see it clearly in her face, it doesn't suit her. If it were a so called "Fauxmance" there'd have been a confirmation from her PR team. But there was non as far as I can remember. Maybe the whole situation was the reason David cancelled WWHL. Or it was a condition from FOX for more X-Files? Love to hear your opinion.

I agree with you, everything that is happening lately with Peter Morgan seem professional and most of all doesn’t seem natural. To me, there’s clearly some agenda behind all this, and it has nothing to do with love. It’s not a showmance either, or at this point we all would have seen the “mance” part of it. I think they both agreed to show up at his events together, for a reason I ignore, but it has to come down to his work and his projects somehow.
I think none of them realized how far it could escalate in Gillian’s fandom, and even reach The Crown’s fandom who now legit complains about Gillian’s fans behavior on social media. I can imagine Gillian not really thinking her fans would imagine she’s dating him, that bringing another date to his premiere, not interacting with him, not touching him and not looking like she wants to be there would be enough to make it clear she’s not with him. Obviously, it failed. It did escalate, reached her friends, their kids, her work, David. So I guess now things might change, and she might somehow acknowledge what’s happening, if she can.

episode 34 prediction:

I have a hunch that episode 34 shits gonna hit the fan….

but in the most messed up way possible.

by messed up I mean Amber is gonna cause a scene….

and not just ANY scene!

Cause Amber LOVES getting in people’s business for her own benefit and 99.9% of the time to use against them…. now this isn’t anything new we all agree she’s ‘the ultimate shit stain 2000™’ but I think the trailer basically told us everything.

Considering A) What happened with your boyfriend at the end of spin the bottle B) Iris and Priya’s kiss  C) the cafeteria and D) The “watch your back” with Amber’s face blown up on the screen

Where am I getting at? Amber is gonna “confront” either Iris and/or Candy right in the middle of the cafeteria in front of EVERYONE about it and boy if that happens and I don’t have the option to dump a big heaping bowl of hot mac and cheese on her head and/or cause a food fight then I’m going to be a little disappointed 

I’ll still be grateful since Chino works hard and we actually got an episode tho

Star Wars Rebels: Carthasis

Okay so after watching “The Legacy of Mandalore” I decided to put together an alternate ending for the episode. Warning: it’s sad.

@meldy-arts I’ve been following you for a while and I love your art and I’m not sure if you will see this but if you do I would love to hear what you think.

“I’ll never yield to you girl, you’ll have to kill me!” Gar Saxon said to Sabine, her blades crossing his neck, ready to execute her defeated opponent. The look on her face was one of anger, hatred. Though in that moment she was ready to kill him for everything he had done to her friends, her family, she stopped. She remembered everything she stood for. She remembered everything her real family had taught her. She couldn’t do it.

“That may be the Mandalorian way! But it’s not my way, not anymore…” Sabine said, disengaging the green and black blades. Making that choice had made her felt pure, and calm. She was victorious. She has bested her demons, proven herself to her family, and now, she had finally beaten the man that had caused her so much pain. At long last she was free.

Sabine nodded toward her brother to arrest Gar Saxon. She turned her back to him and began walking away with a smile. That was her last mistake.

Seizing the opportunity, a furious Gar Saxon recovered from his knees and quickly whipped out his Pistol to point at Sabine. A shot fired.

For what felt like minutes time stopped. Everyone was silent, and motionless, unsure as to what had just happened. Eventually a sound could be heard. The clicking sound of a jammed barrel. Click, click and again, click, click.

Sabine looked over to her mother, continuously attempting to fire a jammed pistol at Gar Saxon. Then, down at herself. Click, click. Now she knew what had happened. Tears rolled down her face, tears of fear. She had never been so afraid in her life. The burning hole in her torso was neither warm or cold. Click, click. She couldn’t feel a thing, but she felt everything.

It wasn’t long before she fell the her knees, grasping her stomach. Everyone in front of her was stunned, unsure what to do or say. The clicking had stopped, and the only sound that could be heard was that of the howling wind.

All of her friends and family had tears in their eyes, and while Kanan’s mask was covering his eyes, she could see his tears streaming down his face from behind the mask. The last thing she heard before her body fell through the ice into the freezing water was Ezra furiously screaming loud enough for the entire galaxy to hear “NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!” That would be the last sound she would ever hear as her body slowly began sinking through the cold water to the bottom of the lake.

So yeah that’s it I have plans to continue it to if my brain will decide it doesn’t want to be depressed. Oh boy the angst I have planned.

anonymous asked:

Hey, just wanted to tell you to have a incredible day/night! I'm going to try to spread kindness and love throughout the simblr community today because Lord knows we need it! Again, I hope everything is going well for you! ps your icon is adorable <3


This is the cutest thing to ever come into my inbox. I sure as hell ain’t religious but bless you. You are such a beautiful little gray faced-sunglass-clad dude! Have an amazing day/night yourself!

anonymous asked:

I just want myself some hella sick (high as hell fever, dizziness, nausea, vomiting, EVERYTHING) Yuri Plisetsky. Can you do me the honor and write it?!

YEEEESSS! I love making this poor boy suffer! It’s an honour for me to write it. I actually ended up feeling a little bad about this one. I always like to slip in some angsty ‘Yurio misses his grandpa’ bits. I love that sort of thing :) Anyway, I hope you enjoy it.

“Come on, Yurio, swallow this for me. It’ll lower your fever,” Viktor urged, trying to coax some medicine into Yurio’s mouth. The teenager turned his face away weakly.

“No… Feel sick,” Yurio murmured, and Viktor gave up. There was no point in forcing Yurio to drink the medicine if he was just going to throw it right back up again.

Viktor was becoming increasingly concerned about Yurio. The boy had woken that morning with a raging fever of 40.1 degrees. There was no way he’d be able to manage a day on the ice - he couldn’t even stagger across the flat without falling into Viktor’s arms.

Viktor had settled Yurio on the sofa, and the boy had been too weak to argue about missing practise that day. This was a terribly worrying sign - Yurio always argued about missing any skating practice. Half the time you couldn’t wrestle him off the ice to take a drink.

Yurio hadn’t moved from the sofa; he was shivering miserably, covered with Viktor’s Russia jacket. The boy’s face was pale as whey, his eyes ringed with such large black circles that it looked like he had been punched. Viktor had turned on the TV, but Yurio clearly wasn’t watching. He was holding his head in his hands, his eyes squeezed shut.

“Yurio? What’s wrong?” Viktor asked worriedly, squatting down beside the sofa.

“I-I feel weird. Everything is s-spinning. I’m dizzy.”

He gave a miserable, choked sob. “Viktor, please make it stop.”

Yurio’s poor weak voice made Viktor’s chest squeeze with sympathy. He knew it took a lot to make Yurio cry or ask for help - and the boy never said please. It was so worrying that Viktor almost wished the teenager would yell or insult him, just so Viktor would know he was on the mend.

“I can’t, Yurio, I’m sorry. Just-just try to relax, okay? Is there anything I can do for you? Do you want anything?” Viktor asked desperately. To Viktor’s horror, Yurio started sobbing in earnest.

“I-I want…”

“Yes? What, Yurio?” The teenager was sobbing so hard it sounded as if he was choking.

“I want grandpa!” he wailed desperately, and then collapsed into further tears, because of course he knew there was no way Viktor could bring his grandpa to him. Yurio was beyond reasoning; he was sick and tired and miserable, and he would have given anything in the world to leap into his grandpa’s arms.

His grandpa could always make him feel better. He’d been doing so ever since Yurio was a toddler, bawling is eyes out during a tantrum. He never yelled at him - he didn’t have to.

“Oh dear, Yurochka, looks like somebody left the waterworks on,” he’d always say, and then he’d pretend to twist the boy’s nose, as if he was turning off a tap. It’d always make Yurio smile, and his tears would stop instantly.

His grandpa hadn’t used that trick on him for over a decade, but Yurio wished he could do it now, wished he was just with him. He cried harder. Viktor was horrified. He’d never seen Yurio in such a state before - the boy hardly ever cried. Right now - with his face a pale white moon, tears streaming down his cheeks, his nose running - he looked like a little kid.

Viktor sat down determinedly on the sofa, grabbing Yurio and hauling the sick boy into his lap, resting Yurio’s head on his shoulder. Usually, the teenager would have squirmed and fought indignantly, but he simply fell against Viktor this time, clinging onto him gratefully.

“It’s okay, Yurio, I’m here. I’ll stay with you, I promise.Try to calm down now, you’re just going to make yourself feel worse,” he whispered, mopping Yurio’s wet cheeks with the sleeve of his jumper and running his fingers through Yurio’s sweaty blond hair.

After a while, Viktor could feel Yurio relax on his lap. He felt the tension in the boy’s body releasing, until Yurio fell into a dizzy, feverish sleep, right on Viktor’s lap.

Viktor kept the boy on his knee as the teenager slept, not even moving him back to sit on the sofa when he started to lose the feeling in his legs.It was rather uncomfortable for Viktor, as Yurio wasn’t the cuddliest of boys. The blond was all sharp elbows and bony shoulders, he fidgeted something awful, and he was uncomfortably hot from the fever. Viktor bore the pain heroically.

After an hour or so, it was clear that something was disturbing Yurio’s sleep. He started thrashing around restlessly, moaning quietly as he slept. His face bleached several shades whiter.

The blond’s eyes suddenly snapped open, and he lurched forward just in time to be violently sick all over the floor. But still, he’d managed to avoid coating himself and Viktor in his stomach contents, which was a considerable achievement, considering Yurio’s condition.

Viktor swept back Yurio’s blond hair as he heaved again, bringing up a thinner stream of puke into the growing pool on the floor. He coughed and gagged painfully as Viktor rubbed the boy’s back, whispering comfort in Russian.

When Yurio was finally finished, he flopped weakly on the sofa, breathing heavily. Viktor held a cup of water to his lips and managed to get Yurio to take a few sips.

“Sorry a-about the mess,” Yurio rasped, his voice hoarse from vomiting. Viktor smiled kindly.

“Never mind about that, you couldn’t help it. It’s easily cleaned. Then you should see if you can get some more sleep. You seem a little better after having an hour.”

Viktor cleaned the floor hastily, setting himself back down on the sofa when he’d finished. To his surprise, Yurio crawled back onto his lap, winding his slender arms around Viktor’s neck. Viktor gave a soft laugh.

“You really are like a kitten. You only cuddle on your own terms,” he chuckled. Yurio pressed his face into Viktor’s chest.

“Shut up.”


I was there
Knees in the dirt,
My skin indented
by a thousand tiny stones
Each less painful
Than your indifference.

I clawed Rose Quartz
From the ribs of the hillside
Rubbing the earth from my find
Looking desperately for love
In so many faces

The sky above me changed from
To purple
To cold blue
And I felt nothing
But the rain scented wind
It felt like everything.

a hundred random starters 

below are starters based on/inspired by various sources. change the genders as you see fit ;)

  • ❝ why do you keep lying to me? ❞
  • ❝ have you ever considered the idea that maybe, this world doesn’t revolve around you & your problems? ❞
  • ❝ love is love is love is love. ❞
  • ❝ marriage is an absurd arrangement. one is sold as a fifteen-year-old child and makes a vow one does not understand and then regrets for thirty years or more, and which one can never undo again. ❞
  • ❝ why are you crying this time? ❞
  • ❝ you will never escape. ❞
  • ❝ this isn’t what I wanted! ❞
  • ❝ everything has its consequences. ❞
  • ❝ this face bears the mission of heaven. ❞
  • ❝ no, you shall dismantle the house of lies, but build the temple of the divine. ❞
  • ❝ one copper coin for a bowl of noodles! ❞
  • ❝ that one has the heart of a lion. ❞
  • ❝ I needed to be summoned. ❞
  • ❝ there’s no reason for this hostility! I come in peace. ❞
  • ❝ they died screaming. ❞
  • ❝ why fight anymore? what’s the point of fighting against destiny? ❞
  • ❝ how long have you known? ❞
  • ❝ I can only speak for myself. ❞
  • ❝ the law can be changed. ❞
  • ❝ are you sure you’re not pregnant? ❞
  • ❝ your child is adorable! ❞
  • ❝ you gave him a riddle for his birthday? ❞
  • ❝ you have no fucking right to treat me this way. ❞
  • ❝ your ambition blinds you. ❞
  • ❝ he adores you. ❞
  • ❝ I feel like I should be shocked that you two had sex there, but I’m not anymore. ❞
  • ❝ she’s going to kill you. ❞
  • ❝ have you ever tried the cakes? they’re actually quite delicious. ❞
  • ❝ you’ll need to be punished. ❞
  • ❝ you should learn to lie better. ❞
  • ❝ sometimes I wonder if you’re real. ❞
  • ❝ I will take back what is mine & kill anyone who stands in my way. ❞
  • ❝ then kill me. ❞
  • ❝ there’s no such thing as love. there is only lust. ❞
  • ❝ you’re selfish. you never think about anyone but yourself. ❞
  • ❝ i’m sorry, but they’re gone. ❞
  • ❝ death is just another adventure. ❞
  • ❝ stop! ❞
  • ❝ let them watch. ❞
  • ❝ you have no shame, do you? ❞
  • ❝ I can’t believe we’re talking about this right now. ❞
  • ❝ I need advice. sex advice. ❞
  • ❝ alright, tell me the truth, is he good in bed? ❞
  • ❝ she is the best thing in my life. ❞
  • ❝ you love him? ❞
  • ❝ do you love me at all? ❞
  • ❝ do you believe in soul mates? ❞
  • ❝ please, you have to believe me. I didn’t kill anyone! ❞
  • ❝ history is written by the victorious. ❞
  • ❝ at least she has a heart! you have none. ❞
  • ❝ isn’t it more important that they told you? ❞
  • ❝ the king is displeased. ❞
  • ❝ long live your majesty! ❞
  • ❝ can you stop talking for just one moment & listen to me? ❞
  • ❝ no matter how hard I try, they just won’t stay dead. ❞
  • ❝ he’s a gold digger. he’ll screw anyone & marry them as long as they have money. ❞
  • ❝ o! how sweet love must be! ❞
  • ❝ do you really think that? ❞
  • ❝ quick, you need to hide before they see you! ❞
  • ❝ you taught me to never trust anyone. ❞
  • ❝ this is extreme, even for you. ❞
  • ❝ you guys were pretty loud last night. I guess it was good? ❞
  • ❝ that wasn’t an apology & you know it. ❞
  • ❝ are you a virgin? ❞
  • ❝ I’m married. ❞
  • ❝ best thing I ever did was marrying you. ❞
  • ❝ red roses won’t erase the fact that you broke my heart. ❞
  • ❝ stop taking all the ice cream! ❞
  • ❝ has anyone told you that you’re sort of a little bitch? ❞
  • ❝ it’s deep dish pizza. ❞
  • ❝ do you want to fight for your land back or not? ❞
  • ❝ I never realized how much of a coward you are. ❞
  • ❝ there’s nothing worse than someone who isn’t willing to try new things. ❞
  • ❝ haven’t you ever wanted to escape? to leave this place & explore the world? ❞
  • ❝ i think you’ve had enough to drink. ❞
  • ❝ your ancestors would be ashamed if they saw you. ❞
  • ❝ one of the dolls is missing! ❞
  • ❝ are we going to die here? ❞
  • ❝ well looks like we’ve found ourselves in a bit of a dilemma. ❞
  • ❝ I am no longer a child! ❞
  • ❝ the baby won’t stop crying! i don’t know what to do anymore! ❞
  • ❝ what if something happens to them? ❞
  • ❝ once upon a time, I gave a damn about what people thought about me. ❞
  • ❝ if he can get away with this, then so can i! ❞
  • ❝ the dark shall come & take everything you love from you. ❞
  • ❝ it’s the same story over & over again. you’d think people would know better by now. ❞
  • ❝ there’s absolutely nothing wrong with you. ❞
  • ❝ you are what is wrong with this world. ❞
  • ❝ shattered dreams can drive anyone mad. ❞
  • ❝ I am a phoenix. burn me & I shall return, rising from the ashes. ❞
  • ❝ this is my home. ❞
  • ❝ home is where the heart is, where you feel safe & warm & loved. ❞
  • ❝ running away has never solved a damn thing! ❞
  • ❝ fuck me. ❞
  • ❝ oh the things I’d do to you if we were alone. ❞
  • ❝ stop, he’s not here, remember? he’s gone & he can’t hurt you anymore. ❞
  • ❝ your husband/wife – is he/she good to you? ❞
  • ❝ stop & think a moment, you have to stay & rest. there’s a child who needs you now, you can’t just run & be a fucking idiot. ❞
  • ❝ once, I drank a whole bottle by myself. ❞
  • ❝ what do I want? I want to kiss you a thousand times before undressing you & kissing every bit of your flesh a thousand more times. ❞
Viktor getting on Yuuri's nerves on purpose
  • Viktor: *Instagram video taping Yuuri making breakfast* You guys, we decided on a lazy day, he's making me breakfast.
  • Yuuri: Stop taping everything I do, your fans will unfollow you.
  • Viktor: *offended* well if they are really my fans they'll love seeing your ass while you make breakfast as much as I do.
  • Yuuri: *Turns around facing camera with wide eyes, before letting out an exasperated sigh*
  • Viktor: Alright guys, he just got out of the shower, look at that glistening body!
  • Yuuri: *Wide eyed towel around his waist* *while grabbing nearest thing, which is a pillow* Viktor, I fucking swear to god!
  • *Video ends with pillow knocking the phone down and Viktor laughing hysterically*
  • Viktor: *giggling like a school girl, video taping their walk in closet*
  • Yuuri: *exasperated from inside closet* where are all of my shirts, Viktor?
  • Viktor: I don't know they aren't my shirts.
  • Yuuri: *walking out of closet, fresh sweat pants on, no shirt* I know you took them, where did you put them? *Is annoyed at himself for chuckling*
  • Viktor: We aren't going anywhere, you don't need a shirt.
  • *Video ends*
  • *Now on couch, each on opposite ends, watching TV*
  • Yuuri: *Wearing a shirt that's obviously too big for him*
  • Yuuri: *rolls his eyes at the camera* stop taping me!
  • Viktor: THE CUTEST
  • Yuuri: *is on other couch now, away from Viktor, focused on TV*
  • Viktor: Babe, please come back.
  • Yuuri: *looks at camera before rolling his eyes* Not until you put your phone away.
  • Viktor: *pout in his voice* I need to document how much I love you for the world to see ~~~
  • Yuuri: *presses lips into sharp line while looking at him*
  • *Yuuri now being cuddled by Viktor on the same couch*
  • Viktor: He came back!
  • Yuuri: *laughing*
  • Viktor: Gimme a kiss.
  • Yuuri: Not on camera.
  • Viktor:
  • Viktor: We kissed at a competition on the ice.
  • Yuuri:
  • Yuuri: *Gives him a kiss*
Which star wars villain should you fight?

maybe you express love by yelling “fight me!” with tears streaming down your face. maybe you need to work out your repressed trauma, or maybe you just want some exercise. Whichever it is, here’s everything you need to know to decide which pillar of galactic evil to bloody your knuckles on!

Darth Vader

Do it. Fight Darth Vader. You’ll never win, and that’s the goal. from the cradle to the coffin, every one of us knows who he is and what he’s capable of, and yearns to erotically asphyxiated by the one true goth of all time. Fight him, and gasp your final breath to the thrilling thunder of the imperial march

end fight probability: 300% you die highly aroused and emotionally fulfilled


Not a good idea at all. If you must scratch the vengeance itch, dew it, but he’s slippery for such a crusty dude and dreadfully powerful. Watch out for those sharp, germy fingers.

end fight probability: 80% he fries you to a crisp, 20% you win but later die of infected wounds

Darth Maul

Don’t even fucking try. This bugger can survive literally anything. Give up.

end fight probability: 200% even if you shoot him into the fucking sun, he survives it

General Grievous

Why would you fight my old boy Grievous? he’s just trying to do his job and he’s so tired. Look at the bags under his eyes. And he has asthma. if you decide to be a heartless beast and fight him anyway, you will lose, because he has four arms and he’s 7 feet tall. Just buy him a drink and leave him alone.

end fight probability: 100% he cuts you into sashimi, but you deserve it for picking a fight with Johnny-four-lightsabers

Count Dooku

I can’t imagine feeling anything about him strongly enough to warrant a fight, but if that’s your thing, go ahead I guess. Put out his creepy eyes first.

end fight probability: 60% you win because he’s old, but sustain injuries

Kylo Ren

Please, fight him. Beat his ass. if you can dodge the saber and hold off laughing long enough to get a grip on his hair, he’ll trip over his own garments trying to shake you off and fall on his own blades. finish it up by crushing his windpipe so we never have to suffer his insufferable voice ever again. Good luck and godspeed.

end fight probability: 82% you rip his face off (100% I need counseling)


Don’t fight this crusty boy until we know more about his stats. but if you decide to anyway, he has serious claws – you better protect your neck against a Gollum-style strangling. he’s survived this far, he can probably survive a lot more. if you can take him seriously long enough to attack.

end fight probability: 75% he bludgeons you with a frozen rat (his supper) while screaming “for the last goddamn time I am NOT darth plageius”


Definitely fight him, take out all your inner rage on the poster boy for creepy old white men who ruin everything. The main thing is to watch out for those cheekbones, which can probably split wood and definitely slice your hand off. Don’t be distracted by his foul stench either. The good news is that he’s old and frail and the only exercise he’s ever had is furiously jacking it to imperialist propaganda.

end fight probability: 90% you kill him, 64% the spores released by his disintegrating corpse give you a debilitating lung disease


Fight him, but be careful about it, he’s famously prone to violent confrontation and not afraid to start swinging. Target his major weakness: the aesthetic. if you can stand on his cape you can probably immobilize him.

end fight probability: 80% you win with minor injuries


this guy is literally everything wrong with the world today –  fascism, gingers, men who won’t shut up. Fight him and kill him for all of us. It’ll be easy, he looks to be made of damp bread & library paste. Go for it. Wring his neck

end fight probability: 99% you break every bone in his pathetic body


This is a tricky one. if you’re a wookiee, go ahead, you may able to win. If you’re human, you will be slammed to the ground before you knew what hit you, with a blaster barrel in your mouth. But if you’re a lesbian that was probably the goal all along.

end fight probability: 110% she breaks every bone in your pathetic body


Deep down, we all want to either fight him or fuck him, so do it. Fight him. Grab him by that gigantic forehead and smash him through a wall, which was part of his master plan all along, of course. He’ll bust out those thick blue biceps and either the brawl will continue or you’ll end up making passionate love on the floor.

end fight probability: whatever happened, it was artistically done

Random person: A is cute

Person B: Excuse me? Ex-fucking-cuse me? Cute? C-u-t-e? God was in a good mood when he made this person. Look at him. Look at his face. Look at his everything. You call this “cute”? I’m sure you want to rephrase that because this “cute” person is actually someone that shouldn’t exist, he’s perfection, my dear.

Person A: *smiles* thanks

Someone once asked me, “how do you get over someone the universe didn’t let you be with?”
And it took me awhile to be able to put the right words together to answer.
People have a tendency to want things they can’t have - that includes people too, so it’s no surprise when you end up falling for someone who you’re not supposed to be with and by not supposed to be with I mean you try everything you can to your best ability to make it work but it won’t because let’s face it, you can’t force fate and if it isn’t meant to be - it won’t be. But that doesn’t mean it won’t hurt like hell, I know. Having to accept the fact you can’t be with someone you’re completely in love with is one of the hardest things you’ll ever experience, however I’ll tell you one thing - you probably won’t listen because I mean, I didn’t listen when someone told it to me, but please for the love of god try your hardest to reframe from changing yourself in order to attempt to fit their idea of perfect. You are not the problem. Repeat that to yourself a million times if you have to. Reframe from dying your hair a different colour, don’t change your favourite make up routine because you think he’d like something different, don’t buy the dress you think he’d like more. Do not change yourself just because you don’t feel enough, it’ll only make you feel worse. There is someone out there who you will be more than enough for, wait for them. Do not change yourself to fit someone else because once the universe takes them away to keep you on your destined path - he won’t be there anymore, all you’ll have is you. And that’s a pretty lonely experience if you don’t even know who the hell you are.
—  Excerpt of a book I’ll never write
Your wants and needs became mine, and I began to do everything in thoughts of you, to put that delicate smile on your face. You became the world that revolves around me.
—  Lukas W. // My only world
the types as posts made by shitpost generator

intp: abandon astrology / reblog to legalize evangelion / kinky robots

infp: sad Communism / my goal is to straight up suffer / adam sandler must be destroyed

istj: sometimes i can’t stop judging all porn / DO  NOT STOP STUDYING THE LAWS. / remember your suburban taxes

isfj: reblog if you gently post about dogs / please do not disrespect the moon / turns out it’s okay to suffer for your people

entj: my sum of money is beautiful / 61 simple steps to enjoying pizza / how to eat feelings

enfj: you can’t make me destroy / attempting to avoid unacceptable beef / look at this slightly dissapointing taste of humanity

estp: im gonna mail your friends the football / *seductively punches a shitty face* / destroy the moon

esfp: glorify goku / likes: simple everything / imagine a dog

intj: Guess who’s about to write a fucking symphony. / i love creating confusing games / *cooks my husband* well shit

infj: the angel of sapiosexuality / tragedy must be feeled / *kissses your humans* why are you so fucking disgusting?

istp: too many people / guess who’s about to hate shit / i’m too fucking disgusting to look at love and tolerance

isfp: why can’t we just get along and shitpost about TvTropes / what’s the point of abandoning art theft? /  it’s okay to resist the handsome god of aesthetic

estj: I’m not going to eat your piece of shit marxism. / watch me profit from the moon / guess who’s about to bully your hamster

esfj: im gonna be a princess / *remembers disgraceful friends* dude / cause of death: attempting to dissapoint nerds

entp: do aliens eat ass / sometimes i love remembering beef / jokes are really just unwanted little babies

enfp: desperately romanticize that tasty cartoon / you are awful and my taste of humanity is perfectly good / here we bully the capitalist goverment

When you fall in love with people,
You make homes out of them,
You leave bits and pieces of yourself there and it becomes a part of who they are and this pretty much explains why I feel empty and lost.
For all of my life,
I had my walls built so high that no one managed to climb it, but I fell for you and suddenly your existence became my walls.
I’m forsaken and sad but i’m not scared to be.
I learned the hard way that eventually everything will pass,

And regardless of how logical this sounds,
Or how it is supposed to make my heart hurt less,
It doesn’t.
I don’t want to spend these lonely nights knowing I still have demons to face.


Give me something,
for the lonely hours..
Give me time,
so I’d learn how to love the regret..
Aren’t we all dying in spent breaths after all?
Aren’t we all broken by our own beliefs?
The homes we left?
The ghosts we became?
And the demons we destroyed?

But for some reason,
Being with you felt like a better version of being alone and I thought we were eternity.
My thoughts are depressing,
But don’t I make you want to live?
Things were pretty much smooth and easy before me,
But were they beautiful?
We had an obsession with matching tattoos,
And now we have a matching hole inside our heart and soul.
Despite the tornadoes that raged on and the deafening silence we shared,
Us, this, will echo in our heads like a broken record.

My god,
I feel this numbness wrecking all my feelings,
emptying me and turning me cold.
I’m sorry,
I’m hard to understand..
I’m sorry,
I don’t talk..
I’m sorry,
I let you go..
But you weren’t supposed to make me want to kill myself.

[TRANS] EXO :: For Life

Please do not repost or translate without asking first through Tumblr ask/messages or @itshysterie on Twitter.

A mystery that came to me
with the face of an angel,
the warmth that is you.
And to believe that I’m the one
who gets to stay by you side
and love you.

Even on cold winter mornings
and somewhat lovely evenings,
we’re together here
so I’ll change the darkness
with your light tonight.
An unbelievable miracle.

Today I’ll hold you in my arms,
giving you my heart and soul.
You’re my everything, for life.
Even thousand words feel like they wouldn’t be enough
to say why even if I’m born again,
it has to be you, for life.

I’ll try to be the kind person
you want to lean on
when you’re worn and tired.
A person like the Christmas trees
you dreamt of as a child,
surrounded by presents.

So that we can become more beautiful
melted as we are
in the long harmony that is life,
I’ll change silence into this song that is you, tonight.
I want to listen to it for life.

Today I’ll hold you in my arms,
giving you my heart and soul.
You’re my everything, for life.
Even if I’m born again,
the reason it has to be you…
I only want to look at you for all my life.

It won’t all be easy.
I’l protect you, for life.
This love, this love
won’t end forever.

Oh, never gonna let you go,
giving you my heart and soul.
You’re my everything, for life.
Even if I’m born again,
the reason it has to be you…
I only want to look at you for all my life.
I only want to look at you for all my life.
For life.

Dating Stiles Stilinski Would Include...

  • stiles constantly asking for assurance that you actually love him
  • him always putting you first
  • long, sweet kisses
  • he’d always want to be touching you somehow, even if it was just holding your hand
  • trying to keep you safe from everything
  • jeep sex
  • stiles pissing you off and then telling you how much he loves you
  • “i love you too, you fucker.”
  • everyone cringing at your relationship but also secretly admiring it
  • cuddles from behind
  • stiles being the big spoon when you have nightmares
  • rubbing it in theo’s face that stiles got you instead of him
  • awkward dates 
  • watching his lacrosse games
  • keeping a spare bat in your room just in case
  • noah loving you and considering you as his daughter
  • the pack always watching over you because they know how much you mean to stiles
  • rough sex 
  • sex
  • jeep sex
  • arguing over watching star wars
  • “star trek is better.”
  • “i swear to god, i’ll suffocate you.”
  • makeup sex
  • supporting one another through hard times
  • helping him study
  • practically living with him and his dad
  • you’re his anchor, and he’s yours