j a y e

idk why i'm still here

[cocotamarindo]

from last winter at Hogwarts

[bloomsbury]

i just wanted to draw kiawentiio tarbell as katara and dallas liu as zuko 🔥🌊 modern zutara if you will

[dramione-librarian]

god tier dramione fanfics

Manacled by senlinyu {https://archiveofourown.org/works/14454174/chapters/33390198}

Isolation by bexchan {https://archiveofourown.org/works/23461513?view_full_work=true}

Rights and Wrongs series by LovesBitca8 {https://archiveofourown.org/series/1007625}

Remain Nameless by HeyJude19 {https://archiveofourown.org/works/23875939/chapters/57393508}

Breath Mints / Battle Scars by Onyx_and_Elm {https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/35668776?show_comments=true}

Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love by isthisselfcare {https://archiveofourown.org/works/34500952/chapters/85870804}

Wait and Hope by mightbewriting {https://archiveofourown.org/works/22818646/chapters/54531817}

Bring Him to His Knees by Musyc {https://archiveofourown.org/works/24481312/chapters/59089624}

Dragon’s Heartstrings by pinkinku {https://archiveofourown.org/works/46585585/chapters/117313114}

Cherry Mint by dirtymudblood {https://archiveofourown.org/works/21053894/chapters/50081633}

Love In A Time Of The Zombie Apocalypse by rizzlewrites {https://archiveofourown.org/works/28137807/chapters/68944698}

All You Want by senlinyu {https://archiveofourown.org/works/15153092/chapters/35140268}

Apple Pies and Other Amends by ToEatAPeach {https://archiveofourown.org/works/8156101/chapters/18691246}

The Gloriana Set by ThebeMoon {https://archiveofourown.org/works/16821571/chapters/39485710}

Love and Other Misfortunes by senlinyu {https://archiveofourown.org/works/14380728/chapters/33204618}

This World or Any Other series by olivieblake {https://archiveofourown.org/series/502333}

[willstardis]

[amneshaaa-blog]

Unwritten

She stared up at the stars in the evening sky,

Sitting on the damp grass as the hours pass by;

Contemplating on the things she has to say

Holding back her thoughts in some kind of way

 She holds a pen in her hand and some pieces of paper,

As she writes his name down and crumples it after

She doesn’t seem to know what to feel

Nor realize if she’s dreaming or it’s real.

 She took a deep breath and gazed at the stars again,

Hoping to remember where it all began;

When she first saw his smile and his big brown eyes,

She realized “Hello’s” were beautiful than ‘Goodbyes’.

 She scribbled down all her petty feelings

And all the thoughts of him that had her reeling;

The way her heart beats fast whenever he smiles,

The way it could go on for thousands of miles.

 The words she held for so long spilled from her heart,

Creating beautiful melodies and works of art;

With the words she thought would always be left unspoken

On the pages she thought would always be left unwritten.

x amneshaaa.tumblr.com

01/05/16

[boredpanda]

Women’s Everyday Problems Illustrated By Romanian Artist

[silkktheshocka]

All of this. Yes. All of it.

[chriservans]

Steve Rogers vs. Chris Evans

[rhinobeetletheo-deactivated2016]

[amneshaaa-blog]

'Wrong timing' is just life’s way of saying that “if two people are meant to be, destiny itself would find a way to bring them together – seemingly finding themselves in each others lives, no matter how long it has been and how far the distance is between them. But the thing is, the concept of "wrong timing” is just a complicated reality of twists and turns, and of false hopes and expectations. It’s a teaser of what should’ve been and what will be. It’s like tasting a certain type of chocolate, only to find out that there are only a few of them in the box; like listening to a really good song, only to find out that it’s the end; and like having the best dream, only to find out it has always been a nightmare.

amneshaaa

[nomevoy]

[moonlyaffairs]

You lost her. And now she lights up the night-time sky for her new lover cause he recognized her as the moon. And you envy him. She could’ve been your moon, but you were too busy chasing the dimly lit stars.

Zienab Hamdan - Admit it, you messed up. (via moonlyaffairs)  (via moonlyaffairs)

[supermassiveasshole]

i was teaching my grandma to use computer so we can talk on skype and such but today she went kinda mad at me because “i didnt show her the knitting programme” and i was like what

and it comes out she accidentally opened ms excel and found out its a great way to create knitting patterns

my grandma is 82

[damngruchy-deactivated20130904]

[matociquala]

The street finds its own uses.

[bakedly-deactivated20180330]

people who show you new music are important

[writingsforwinter]

The Morning After I Killed Myself

The morning after I killed myself, I woke up.

I made myself breakfast in bed. I added salt and pepper to my eggs and used my toast for a cheese and bacon sandwich. I squeezed a grapefruit into a juice glass. I scraped the ashes from the frying pan and rinsed the butter off the counter. I washed the dishes and folded the towels.

The morning after I killed myself, I fell in love. Not with the boy down the street or the middle school principal. Not with the everyday jogger or the grocer who always left the avocados out of the bag. I fell in love with my mother and the way she sat on the floor of my room holding each rock from my collection in her palms until they grew dark with sweat. I fell in love with my father down at the river as he placed my note into a bottle and sent it into the current. With my brother who once believed in unicorns but who now sat in his desk at school trying desperately to believe I still existed.

The morning after I killed myself, I walked the dog. I watched the way her tail twitched when a bird flew by or how her pace quickened at the sight of a cat. I saw the empty space in her eyes when she reached a stick and turned around to greet me so we could play catch but saw nothing but sky in my place. I stood by as strangers stroked her muzzle and she wilted beneath their touch like she did once for mine.

The morning after I killed myself, I went back to the neighbors’ yard where I left my footprints in concrete as a two year old and examined how they were already fading. I picked a few daylilies and pulled a few weeds and watched the elderly woman through her window as she read the paper with the news of my death. I saw her husband spit tobacco into the kitchen sink and bring her her daily medication.

The morning after I killed myself, I watched the sun come up. Each orange tree opened like a hand and the kid down the street pointed out a single red cloud to his mother.

The morning after I killed myself, I went back to that body in the morgue and tried to talk some sense into her. I told her about the avocados and the stepping stones, the river and her parents. I told her about the sunsets and the dog and the beach.

The morning after I killed myself, I tried to unkill myself, but couldn’t finish what I started.

[amneshaaa-blog]

Regrets; All those chances we didn't take, And the promises we chose to break; Protecting ourselves by building up walls, And choosing to fly than to take the fall. Regrets; Saying words out of anger, Leaving behind a friend or a lover; Choosing to break than to be broken, And leaving some words left unspoken.

[amneshaaa-blog]

And I've realized that our life is like being stuck inside a maze. One wrong move could lead us to different paths – twists and turns and even dead ends. Just like with life – one decision or even one harmless little gesture could change the entire course and could ultimately change everything that was once destined to happen.

[coolcatbot-deactivated20150628]

If this gets 1 million notes I’ll make a dress out of these

And wear it to the nearest major city 

[k-lionheart-deactivated20171126]

SIGNAL BOOST AND IF IT GETS TO FOUR MILLION YOU’VE GOT TO MAKE A TIARA THAT MATCHES.

[patchouli-rolling]

YOU’RE GONNA REGRET PUTTING THIS ON TUMBLR

[itsaliceaubrey-deactivated20161]

COME ON PEOPLE SIGNAL BOOST

[lets-do-the-time-warp-again-dea]

every time i see this it has more notes and i really look forward to when it reaches 1 million