“When I Was Young, I Used To Admire Intelligent People; As I Grow Older, I Admire Kind People.”

it is august / it is soft and it is warm / the heat clings to your bones / like a kiss / like a dream / you are beside me / and suddenly these moments last for centuries / and we are etched into the stars / sunlight filters through the window / the night is velvet / the morning is silken / and once again / august / is all about loving / when the sky is all that’s left 

“The world will ask you who you are, and if you don’t know, the world will tell you.”

— Carl Gustav Jung

Doctor Who text posts: Eleven edition – pt. 4

Do you ever just stop in the middle of the day… and think about how could this sentence have ended?

And I would like to spend… my eternity with you? And finally stop pretending? Living together in a place that's ours? Without heaven or hell, not an angel and a demon, but just us?

Timor Mortis

by Louise Glück

Why are you afraid?

A man in a top hat passed under the bedroom window. I couldn’t have been more than four at the time.

It was a dream: I saw him when I was high up, where I should have been safe from him.

Do you remember your childhood?

When the dream ended terror remained. I lay in my bed— my crib maybe.

I dreamed I was kidnapped. That means I knew what love was, how it places the soul in jeopardy. I knew. I substituted my body.

But you were hostage?

I was afraid of love, of being taken away. Everyone afraid of love is afraid of death.

I pretended indifference even in the presence of love, in the presence of hunger. And the more deeply I felt the less able I was to respond.

Do you remember your childhood?

I understood that the magnitude of these gifts was balanced by the scope of my rejection.

Do you remember your childhood?

I lay in the forest. Still, more still than any living creature. Watching the sun rise.

And I remember once my mother turning away from me in great anger. Or perhaps it was grief. Because for all she had given me, for all her love, I failed to show gratitude. And I made no sign of understanding.

For which I was never forgiven.

“Ten years from now, make sure you can say that you chose your life, you didn’t settle for it.”

— Mandy Hale

“And somedays I miss everyone - who has ever left, all at once”

— Donte Collins

i do believe Todd's love language includes physical touch but he had a weird relationship with it when he first met the poets. like, all his childhood, he saw Jeff being covered in hugs and kissed whenever he'd come back with a really good grade or be 1st in whatever competition he was in. so without really paying attention, their parents created a weird dynamic where Todd thought that physical affection was something you needed to earn, to deserve. and like, he doesn't even realise it, it's just what he saw his whole childhood, so it's how it works in his brain

obviously, when he was a little kid he was so excited to bring home brilliant grades and medals and trophies too, so he'd get plenty of hugs and kisses from their parents, too. but it never came :( his grades or any other achievements were never good enough, he'd only get a "that's great, Todd. now go tidy it up, would you ?" and an occasional shoulder tap

so, imagine the surprise when he would get hugs from the poets without doing anything special ?? when Charlie would randomly affectionately ruffle his hair or kiss the top of his head, when Meeks or Pitts would gentky squeeze his shoulder out of the blue, when Knox would wrap his arm around his shoulder when they were just walking and talking ? when Neil would hold his hand everywhere and cover him with cuddles and kisses when they were laying in their dorm ? (he didn't expected much from Cameron but he'd get a genuine shoulder tap from time to time). he wasn't entirely comfortable with it at first because he felt guilt, like he didn't deserved it, but that went away real fast and he fully embraced physical affection surrounded with people who love him <3

A recap and THE FINALE of “Crowley’s Coven”!

I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did!

Love these gals and their Animaniac vibes!

Childhood pictures may have looked dumb, but at least the smiles were real.