The Story After They Threw You Away. – Lukas W.

omg when does he bring up jack’s injury???

“I mean, look at my brother. His season’s over.” Just shoot me next time, Quinn. It’ll hurt far less.

When I'm older...

I’m getting the hell out of my house. I’m getting away from my parents. I’m getting whatever the fuck I want tattooed or pierced if my heart so desires. I’ll go to whatever school I want for college. I’ll live wherever I want. I’ll do what I want. I’ll hopefully meet a good guy that I like. I won’t care for my parents approval. I’ll get married. I’ll raise a good family. I won’t fuck up my family like my parents. I’ll give my family a good life. I’ll do whatever I want to do without criticism and hate. I’ll be myself, not the person my parents want me to be. I WILL BE MY OWN SELF. ME AND ONLY ME

dark academia but make it filipino

reading noli and fili outside of class; understanding the anger, the ire; wishing that basilio never threw away the lamp

foregoing the tweed and the wool because they’re just not options in this tropical heat

staring longingly at the textile exhibits in the museum: the lovely piña, the beautiful indigenous patterns

never shy about your political opinion because our forefathers didn’t die for this bullshit

trying to find the longest sentence in nick joaquin’s stories for fun

carrying yourself with pride, knowing that the blood of revolutionaries flows through your veins

desperately searching for more of leona florentino’s poems as if your gay life depended on it

you still have so many years to meet so many people you never knew you could love so much

“My entire life can be described in one sentence: It didn’t go as planned, and that’s okay.”

— Rachel Wolchin

it’s 12:04 in the afternoon, and i’m here in my messy bedroom. My head is kind of against the wall, my back on the pillow and i don’t know how to explain - seriously, how can i be a good writer?

right now, i don’t know my purpose. i think i’ve forgotten what i really want to do with my life. i’m so bored. ugh, idk

Canucks @ Stars | April 8, 2025

I COULD'VE LIVED NOT THINKING ABT THIS YK 😞😞😞😞

MAX IS THE TYPE OF GUY TO. . .

✶ Compare the size of your hand with his own just to have an excuse to hold hands.

✶ Brush a strand of hair away from your face because he doesn’t like when your hair hides your big round eyes from him. His thumb caressing your cheek before pulling away.

✶ Look at your lips as you talk, mesmerised by them. Even more so after a make out session when they’re swollen and red.

✶ Clumsy flirt with you because he gets shy.

✶ Bring you your favorite candy every time he goes out or comes home after a trip.

✶ Write little notes on post-its and leave them inside your books, so you’ll find them when picking up a new one to start.

✶ Touch your hand under the table at family dinners or events, seeking comfort.

✶ Switch positions while walking down a busy street to keep you from harms ways.

✶ Give you massages. He has a special collection of oils and creams just to give you back and shoulder massages to help you relax.

✶ Never raise his voice at you.

✶ Always remember the little things, even if you said it a while ago or don’t even remember saying it. He always remembers everything when it comes to you.

✶ Take care of you when you’re not feeling well, not leaving your side until you fall asleep and guarding your sleep even if it means to stay up all night.

✶ Hold your face in his hands and smile fondly at you before leaning in and kissing you.

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idk... i feel so empty

— nn. (via eternaldroplets)