My Mind All The Time: Don't.you.dare.to.move

In the tags, share your preferences.

Summer or winter?

Mountains or seashore?

Lake or ocean?

Hotel or camping?

Pizza or pasta?

Cake or pie?

Print or cursive?

Dogs or cats?

Odd numbers or even numbers?

Soup or salad?

My last and only Request shall be, That my self may only bear the Burthen of your Grace’s Displeasure, and that it may not touch the Innocent Souls of those poor Gentlemen, who are likewise in strait Imprisonment for my sake. If ever I have found favour in your Sight; if ever the Name of Anne Boleyn hath been pleasing to your Ears, then let me obtain this Request.

sometimes a relationship with your father is like “my father is a malignant presence, a bully, and a liar” and “I’m better than you” and “let me out. I don’t want to be you” and “I just do what my dad tells me” and “I can see through you” and “why did you never ask me?” and “he sees everything” and “you have a hard time finding a happy medium between worshipping him and wanting to kill him” and “he loves me. he does. it’s just a wrong kind of love expression” and “fuck dad, he can kick me as many times as he wants” and “pass me the fucking shotgun” and “dad, please. /what have you got in your fucking hand?/ i don’t know, love?/ love? you come for me with love?” and “there’s nothing you could say to me now that I would ever believe” and “are you a cunt?” and “he never even liked me” and “I can’t forgive you … but it’s okay. I love you” and “it’s what dad would do” and “you hated him./ I loved him” and “maybe the poison drips through” and “he was so terrifying to us” and “when he let you in, when the sun shone … it was warm in the light” and most importantly, “he made me breathe funny”

fuck it’s august??? what’s next? 2022???? can’t do this anymore

aight so romeo confessed his love for juliet after knowing her for like 2 hours?? dude i can't even text “hey” to people i've known my entire life?

I love that Donna Tartt wrote this cautionary tale about how we shouldn't let our hubris rule us and how literature can bend our minds, and all of us are like "You know what I wanna do? Throw a bacchanal"

people really do relationships? like for real? outside of a book? sounds like fake news to me

i love cheating if you don’t cheat what the hell is wrong with you

type “i am” in the tags and whatever comes up first is your new mandatory kin

I don't make rules here but if you give me your annotated book then we are already best friends.

i hate when people ask me what sign i am like bitch i’m a sign from god. start running.