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What if we unexpectedly kissed on the stage while performing King Lear before I confessed to the crime you'd committed and went to jail comparing our story to Romeo and Juliette?... Jk.. Unless?..
Oliver, the dysfunctional bisexual
Francis Abernathy really had to hit on every single guy in his clique only to hook up with Charles high on weed during his friends funeral whom he had killed.
Really Francis there are plenty of good guys you could fuck
Watching How To Get Away With Murder and reading The Secret History at the same time is such a surreal experience. I've already started to get the characters from the book confused with the characters from the show
His shady friends were like “Hey let’s go for a ride in the night” after they had confided in him that they’d MURDERED someone and didn’t plan on going to jail for it and he was one of the two people that knew about it and Richard was like “yeah sure why not what can POSSIBLY go wrong”
“I have never been one of those people—I know you aren’t, either—who feels that the love one has for a child is somehow a superior love, one more meaningful, more significant, and grander than any other. I didn’t feel that before Jacob, and I didn’t feel that after. But it is a singular love, because it is a love whose foundation is not physical attraction, or pleasure, or intellect, but fear. You have never known fear until you have a child, and maybe that is what tricks us into thinking that it is more magnificent, because the fear itself is more magnificent. Every day, your first thought is not “I love him” but “How is he?”
-Hanya Yanagihara, “A Little Life”.
(via Gridllr)
i would just like to say, this photograph is my favorite photo in the entire world. that’s not an exaggeration. i think the beauty within it is so pure, and it’s makes me feel all different emotions i can’t name. the relaxed stance that both of them have shows comfort and trust, and though it is a quite melancholy picture, you can still completely feel their emotions, the love and happiness and trust and contentment of the moment. the black and white and plain background creates a simplistic vibe that captures you and grabs your attention. i think that if love was in picture form, this would be it. it leaves so much up to the imagination: it could be evening in paris, or early morning in new york city, or straight out of a 1950′s silent film. it encapsulates romance, dark academia, love, art. not to mention, these two people are beautiful, i’m sure inside and out.
This is what i like about photographs- they are proof that once, even if just for a heartbeat, everything was perfect.
Jodi Picoult
Hands are unbearably beautiful, they hold on to things they let things go.
What should i do with these hands if they can’t hold you?
Give me your hands
My soul will sleep inside of them
Inside of them my soul will sleep for eternity
Her hand in mine and in my chest a garden.
But i still don’t know how to hold your hand without reading the ugliness of my own, but i can’t contain my soul from enveloping yours!
I clung to your hands so that something human might exist in the chaos.
I don’t know what to do without you, i don’t know where to put my hands.
Texting sucks, lets have deep conversations and roll on the grass instead.
"I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself."
Franz Kafka
I myself am made entirely of flaws,
stitched together with good intentions.
Augusten Burroughs
the entire point of life is to be silly, kind, and really weird btw.
Ada Limón, from “Too Close”, The Hurting Kind
People don’t understand that we quiet ones are quiet because the conversation’s always playing out in our own heads.
The wheel of time
Warsan Shire
“…but you people do not understand me, and i am afraid you never will.”
Vincent Van Gogh
Healing taught me that honesty wouldn't ruin a real thing. Speaking about your feelings won't lose you anything worth having. Setting boundaries won't scare off proper people. & authenticity won't cost you genuine relationships.
Some nights I wake and everything hurts a little. It is amazing how long a ruined thing will burn.
Paul Guest, from “1987”
“I’m most interested in the little things that nobody observes, that nobody thinks are of any value.”
Ruth Bernhard
Virginia Woolf
I am well aware of the reality but it doesn’t least a bit stop me from creating the delusional world in my mind.
Franz Kafka
I’d write you ninety nine reasons as to why you should leave me and in the hundredth i’d write ‘STAY’
The feelings were inexorably pervasive; they slyly slipped through the crevices of my thoughts as a persistent conundrum.
Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. Once you perceive it, you will begin to comprehend it better every day. And you will come at last to love the whole world with an all-embracing love.
Fyodor Doestoevsky