Hmm. Apparently it's starting to be that time of the year when the temperature might be the plausible answer to "why am I unreasonably mad for no good reason." And it's worthwhile to try sitting on the balcony to cool off for a few minutes to see if it goes away, instead of immediately starting fights with strangers on tumblr over which one out of the two of you is the one who doesn't know what it looks like when birds are fucking.
what is going on
Shapes and colors đ€©
(and words n shit)
being a symbolism enjoyer should humble you because at the end of the day no matter how eloquently you articulate it youre essentially saying "i love it when things have meaning"
âwe were lovers in a past lifeâ trope but the current incarnations are enemy-to-lovers trope. when.Â
I am drunk and on my way home walked past this truck that had pictures of fish on it and said âmeat without feetâ I laughed so hardr
Must protect this guy at all costs.
ultimately the truth about frankenstein is that we are all grotesque amalgamations of the best and worst parts of everyone who came before us. and sometimes the people who are supposed to love us because of and in spite of this will not. and we can kill them with hammers for that. and i think thatâs beautiful
âI wonât say it wasnât meant to be, because it was. We were. Only for a short while, maybe. But we were.â
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Sherlock Holmes having a universal ace experience -- expressing disinterest and immediately getting called an inhuman robot.
*emerges from the other room covered in blood* you should see the word document