today the guy at uni who was being a homophobic dick the other day actually came up to me and apologized and thanked me for yelling at him bc it made him realize what a jerk he was and he didn’t try to justify himself and it felt really sincere??

i should’ve bought dessert today i really am craving something sweet

whatsgoingon12:

riddlemehiddleston:

things that say a lot about a person

  • their favourite character
  • the lyrics they write on their hands
  • the colours they wear
  • which murder weapon they prefer
  • how they make their tea

.wait

margayerytyrell:

rise up. {the worst is over. it’s time to stand on the legs you were given and move on to tomorrow’s struggles.} {listen | download}

01. Riverside Agnes Obel; 02. 3, 6, 9 Cat Power; 03. Union Deptford Goth; 04. Hanging On Ellie Goulding (feat. Tiny Tempah);  05. We Can Make the World Stop The Glitch Mob; 06. This Life Josef Salvat; 07. Let it Go The Neighbourhood; 08. Lofticries Purity Ring; 09. Heartbreaks + Setbacks Saint Thundercat; 10. Hello World Two Steps from Hell; 11. This Ain’t No Hymn Saint Saviour.

greatjgatsby asked: 29, 65, 87, 86, 73

29. What would you say is your best quality?

This can end up going super badly, honestly, so idk about best quality, and I know it sounds contradictory when you’ve all heard me bang my head against walls over how volatile I am, but the truth is I am really really devoted and passionate when there’s something or someone I love

65. Weird things you do when you’re alone.

Lmao I actually don’t know. Like, the obvious ones I guess? Talk to myself out loud, imagine conversations, dance and sing a lot… idek. I can’t really think of anything actually weird.

87. What are four things you can’t live without and why?

The internet. Full stop. I can sort of live without my computer (though in the long run it’d be an issue too) but I need at least a phone with internet, bc it’s not so much about the internet itself by this point, it’s about the people I need to talk to and it’s just not possible otherwise.

Beauty. This is such an abstract concept but I mean beauty around me, beauty in the place I live, things I can appreciate—I was born and lived most of my life in a city with no beauty that I ended up hating with every fiber of my being, and now that I live here everything is much, much different.

I am gonna cut it off there bc I can’t think of any others? I am trying to think of things I really can’t live without, as opposed to things like tea or eyeliner that I love and would rip my hair out of my scalp without but I wouldn’t die

86. What are the top five places you wish you could go before you die?

I WANT TO TRAVEL ALL OVER THE WORLD. But um, Iceland, Prague, Granada again, Florence again, Mexico City

73. What’s your favorite movie?

Jeux d’Enfants and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

(x)

"

Make love to me in Spanish.
Not with that other tongue.
I want you juntito a mi,
tender like the language
crooned to babies.
I want to be that
lullabied, mi bien
querido, that loved.


I want you inside
the mouth of my heart,
inside the harp of my wrists,
the sweet meat of the mango,
in the gold that dangles
from my ears and neck.


Say my name. Say it.
The way it’s supposed to be said.
I want to know that I knew you
even before I knew you.

"

—Dulzura - Sandra Cisneros (via mentalexotica)
 #words

"

I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp edges
of a knife. We have both lived with lips
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came
unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up
on asking love to come. I think
that has to be part
of its miracle.

This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms
will bandage and we will press promises
between us like flowers in a book.
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar
of your nose. I will write a dictionary
of all the words I have used trying
to describe the way it feels to have finally,
finally found you.

And I will not be afraid
of your scars.

I know sometimes
it’s still hard to let me see you
in all your cracked perfection,
but please know:
whether it’s the days you burn
more brilliant than the sun
or the nights you collapse into my lap
your body broken into a thousand questions,
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day.
I will love you when you are a hurricane.

"

Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers (via waydowntown)
 #words  #ugh

"God I want you
in some primal, wild way
animals want each other.
Untamed and full of teeth.

God I want you,
In some chaste, Victorian way.
A glimpse of your ankle
just kills me.

"

—Want, Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradics)
 #words

describe me the way an author would in a book

snorlaxatives:

99% sure my neighbors have seen me naked through my window at least 20 times

 #pmuch