sorta love songs


If I’m honest I know I would give it all back
For a chance to start over
And rewrite an ending or two 
For the girl that I knew

these days,
the world turns her head in shame when I speak about love.

she says,
‘you have built enough kingdoms
for makeshift loves. for loves
that dig graves right out of your bones,

you have made moons cry for your loves,
made them turn pink and soft-eyed,
made them forget the craters in their own skins.’

she says,
'you have written enough songs for lonely stars
and put them in the eyes of your loves.
you have watched them all collapse.’

these days,
the world turns her head in shame when I speak about love. 

she says,
'you have wasted all your beautiful words
for it,’ she says,
'there is nothing left for you here’.

—  Reena B.| Mad Girl’s Conversation with the World.

I’m red-eyed
Tongue tied
Oh my, now I can’t speak
There’s nothing to say, I guess I’m out of words
Yes I cried
All night
White lies, is all you preach
There’s nothing to ask, I’ve picked up your pattern

And people start to walk away
Because no matter what I seem to stay
And I have all of these answers except for why

Why haven’t I left
Why I am I a mess
Why am I holding onto a love that doesn’t exist
Why am I stressed
Why can’t I rest
Why did I let you put my heart under arrest

—  kdr // arrest

i know no one cares but i’ve just recently started stimming wholeheartedly after years of repressing it, even while alone, and it feels so good i could cry

Kenma has never been good with words. 

He observes Tetsurou’s dark circles when he comes home from work every night, in turn kissing them all, a silent “i’m glad to be home”. Tetsurou never complains, though. He loves teaching little kids about chemistry and physics and the secrets of the universe. But Kenma knows he likes it best when he’s wearing a pair of ratty old sweats, eating popcorn and laughing at really bad movies with the rest of them. And he always brings back leftover candy from school.

He observes Keiji’s mouth, a slight droop of lips indicating his discomfort at having to work overtime at the hospital. Keiji never complains, though. He loves helping people. But Kenma knows he likes it best when he’s at home, absorbed in a good book, his head on one of their laps, enjoying one of the quieter moments with the rest of them. And he always brings back flowers that remind him of them.

He observes Koutarou from a distance, a star shining almost too bright to look at directly. But he sees the sagging of his shoulders, an indication of self doubt and dejection. Koutarou doesn’t complain about it, though. He loves playing volleyball and he knows his students look up to their coach, a figure of strength and resilience. But Kenma knows that no matter how spirited Koutarou might appear to his students, he likes it best when he is sitting under the blankets with the rest of them, late at night, talking about the latest ghost story he’s heard from his students, an act that always always leads to cuddling. And he always hugs them all so hard, lifting them off their feet and planting a kiss with a plop on their cheeks.

Where does Kenma find himself in this equation? How does he show his love, when he can’t even say the words “i love you”? Maybe he doesn’t have to.

He decides to make them a playlist.

Kuroo Tetsurou

you and i - ingrid michaelson // who do you love - marianas trench // can’t help falling in love - twenty one pilots //  together with the sundown - stephen jerzak // promise the stars - we the kings // a sky full of stars - coldplay // symphony - clean bandit ft. zara larsson // u just can’t be replaced - gnash ft. rosabeales // shooting star - owl city // just the way you are - bruno mars // kiss me - ed sheeran // i’ll follow you into the dark - death cab for cutie

Akaashi Keiji

for him - troye sivan ft. allday // lovers in japan - coldplay // thinking out loud - ed sheeran // rollercoaster - bleachers // i won’t give up - jason mraz // moonlight - ariana grande // vanilla twilight - owl city // goner - twenty one pilots // true colours - tom odell // i do adore - mindy gledhill // truly madly deeply - savage garden // always - panic! at the disco

Bokuto Koutarou 

treasure - bruno mars // somebody to you - the vamps ft. demi lovato // love on top - beyonce // tear in my heart - twenty on pilots // missing you - all time low // love is easy - mcfly // i really like you - carly rae jepsen // top of the world - greek fire // say it, just say it - the mowgli’s // just give me a reason - p!nk // give me a try - the wombats //  turning pages - sleeping at last


I just read this book, Song of Achilles, and oh my lordy it was SO GOOD, guys, so. frikkin. good. It’s basically a retelling of the Iliad with 1000% more Achilles and it’s WONDERFUL. Excellent characters, beautiful writing, and you can tell the author knows her subject backwards and forwards but it never, ever feels fact-dumpy - it just feels like you’re within ancient Greek culture which is SO AWESOME. Go! Read it! Although be warned! It will also make you want to rip your heart out through your spleen and then cry a lot!


I ship Soriel with a passion, but these two hurt my heart. I immediately thought of them when I heard “I Love You Too Much” from The Book of Life.


this song goes so fucking hard that it woke me up from my nap on the floor of a study room from its sheer brutality