update on the guy I like for yall who wanted to know:)

he’s so sweet and really funny, he’s a little older than me, he’s also a gamer and a musician, hes pretty nerdy ngl but in a cute way:) he’s also German. he’s so amazing it hurts me lmao

“There’s no such thing as dead languages, only dormant minds.”
―Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

Bona fide.

In good faith.

Fides

Trust

i find broken loveintattered books

ancientsstudies:

Every block of stone has a statue inside it and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it.

ig:samanthapariss.

I found on Facebook

Dark Acedemia

Sometimes I go through these weird moments where it occurs to me nothing I say or do really matters and everything feels really empty and dismal and then I remember that I get joy from doing these “useless” things and that that’s all that really matters because fuck unreality you know what I mean?

no one:

my brain every two seconds: yoOoOouRE IN THE HO OU S E AND IIIIII AM HEEEEERE IN ThE C AAA Aaa a a R CUZ IIII JUST NEEEED A QUIEeEt PLA A A A CE WHerE I CAN SCREEEEAM HOW I LoVe yOu-

no matter how loud you yell, fictional characters wont listen to you and that pisses me off quite a bit like god damn it will you just talk it through like stop walking the oTHER WAY-

i really need to stop dropping things and picking up new things on accident because i just saw a book under my bed and went “oh yeah im annotating that-” like i havent touched it in months.

This is the nineteen “last straw” apparently. Can you use a different phrase next time? If you’re so unhappy with my life choices, stop giving me second chances and just leave.

i really want to get up and go out and do things like go to the library and go get coffee with my friends but i for the life of me can’t get out of bED-

welcome to part 23529 of romanticizing every aspect of my life so I don’t fall into a deep depression: i listened to chloe moriondo and made rice and thought ‘this is it this is life’ like who the fuck does that

to the convince store worker that looked at me with worry as i put four monster energy drinks and sugar free mint gum on the counter, im fine im just not fine <3

there’s this boy with really pretty hair that i, for lack of a tamer word, am infatuated with. am i gonna do anything about it? absolutely fucking not-

“Here it goes again

The worst side of me

I’ve kept under my skin

Makes me feel uneasy deep inside

I couldn’t love myself properly

There was a part in me that was Unnecessary and far away

From my ideal self

And I broke it by force.”

- 댐인

alright. fuck small talk. let’s overshare about our trauma while we listen to hozier and drink day old iced coffee.

I’m annotating ‘Call Me By Your Name’ by André Aciman after reading it twice and I got to the scene where Elio keeps changing the way he played the piece and making Oliver frustrated and it took ALL OF MY WILL POWER to not cover the whole scene in highlighter. It’s one of my favourite parts in the whole thing.