A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.
Robert Frost
going up to a character i enjoy and being like "i'd like to award you the highest honour i can bestow" and the honours in question are like. bad at sex. undiagnosable mental anguish. loser's temperament. actual body horror shit. nicotine addiction.
youll be able to find books and movies and music that change your life until the day you die. that's pretty good
dean "alive girl" winchester
he's the worst man alive he's the love of my life he's covered in blood he's weird about god and he's a lot, he's not perfect, but most importantly he's bisexual
Gucci ss16
Cy Twombly y su hijo, Cyrus, en su casa - estudio de Roma.
[© Horst P Horst para Vogue, 1966]
youre doing amazing sweetie
*sits down to write a smut fic* The plot of this smut fic is that Character A believes himself abandoned by God.
careful listening to music in the fall it might become a memory
moobies & queer ships & earnest text posts, you know the drill || ADULT ADULT I AM AN ADULT
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