happy birthday to.. me! haha uh its kind of a birthday tradition of mine to draw whatever i feel like no matter how little sense it makes lmao anyway here are yuuri and victor in kinda matchy KotOR star wars robes!! its very late!!! this is not an au dont @ me victor would never work for the jedi he is good and i trust him okay im leaving now bed time

I look up at the stars and see you everywhere. Your face made out of the constellations, your eyes glistening the night sky. But just then, a comet came by and I was reminded that my wish never came true. I’m alone and not with you.
—  sighril 

So, just came back from watching Moana (finally) and YOOOOOOOO!!!!! What the fuck is that animation?! So damn gorgeous!! The songs are awesome as hell too!! That Mad Max reference! That chicken! That shiny crab! LOVED IT!!

you know, sometimes I get offended when my mom calls me “weird” but then again, I have to remind myself that most seventeen year olds don’t listen to Italian singers while doing their homework crying out STAMMI VICINO!! at the top of their lungs  

not to be an isolationist freak but its actually beneficial just to have a few weeks where you see don’t see much of anyone and just spent time with yourself without having to put labour into presenting a persona that people come to expect of you. i feel like i’ve become my own best friend but not out of necessity or loneliness i just have this real sensation of control and peace and love for myself 🕊

Spring comes slowly and quietly
to allow Winter to withdraw
slowly and quietly.
The color of the mountain afternoon
is tinged with nostalgia.
The terrible war flower
has left her footprints-
countless petals of separation and death
in white and violet.
Very tenderly, the wound opens itself in the depths of my heart.
Its color is the color of blood,
its nature the nature of separation.

The beauty of Spring blocks my way.
How could I find another path up the mountain?

I suffer so. My soul is frozen.
My heart vibrates like the fragile string of a lute
left out in a stormy night.
Yes, it is really there. Spring has really come.
But the mourning is heard
clearly, unmistakably,
in the wonderful sounds of the birds.
The morning mist is already born.
The breeze of Spring in its song
expresses both my love and my despair.
The cosmos is so indifferent. Why?
To the harbor, I came alone,
and now I leave alone.

There are so many paths leading to the homeland.
They all talk to me in silence. I invoke the Absolute.
Spring has come
to every corner of the ten directions.
Its, alas, is only the song
of departure.

—  Thich Nhat Hanh

I was not the first you loved. Ariadne. 
I was not the first you looked at starry-eyed
with crashing waves in your heart.
You knew already what a sacrifice tasted like.

You didn’t need me to make you a hero.
You had held the threads of another’s life in your hands far before I came along.
You stood alone, and bold, and your fear only set your course all the stronger.

I look at you in my bed, sometimes,
and wonder how anybody could leave you.
I could imagine no duty greater than tending to you, my love.

You make me half-mad with a gaze
Drunk with a kiss.
You tear me apart with your words,
and I heal again at your feet.

Sometimes, when you wake,
Hair unbound, feet bare,
You clutch for me
as if I may have vanished
like the man who came before.

Let me remind you,
I am not a man.
I am nothing but yours.
I will not leave
I am not weak enough to abandon
a goddess amongst stones.

—  Ariadne (a.v.p) 

Oh my god so my dad is in Miami for a couple of days and i asked him to go to Hot Topic and buy some stuff for me and now I’m just imagining my dad in Hot Topic, music blasting loudly from all around him, just looking through all the merch alone surrounded by Edgy Teens


6.22 | Reasons I love Sam: [ 12/∞ ]:
↳ He took back lifetimes of damaging Cage memories so he could be with Dean.

After a few tries, it’s less about being scared and more about messing with an old friend.