Even death has a heart.
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Even death has a heart.
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via feellng)
Why is Hazel named Hazel?
I wish all spiders looked like Andrew Garfield.
"Everyday i wake up knowing that the more people i try to save, the more enemies i will make, and it’s just a matter of time before i face those who have more power than i can overcome."
Marriage proposal during the Matt Smith and Karen Gillan Wizard World photo op!!
RadioTimes:Â Matt Smith and Karen Gillan help Doctor Who fan pop the question
Fiction is more than a story.
somewhere there is a women in China holding a black umbrella so she won’t taste the salt of the rain when the sky begins to weep, there is a 17 year old girl who smells like pomegranates and has summer air tight on her naked skin, wrapping around her scars like veins in a bloody garden, who won’t make it past tomorrow, there is a young man, who buys yellow flowers for the woman in apartment 84B, who learned braille when he realized she couldn’t read his poetry about her white neck and mint eyes there are people watching films, making love for the first time, opening mail with the heading of ‘i miss you’, cooking noodles with organic spices and red sauces, buying lemon detergent, ignoring ‘do not smoke’ signs, painting murals of his lips in abandoned warehouses, chewing the words ‘i love you’ over and over again, swallowing phone numbers and forgotten birthdays, eating strawberry pies, drinking white wine off of each others open mouths, ignoring the telephone, reading this poem somewhere someone is thinking i’m alone somewhere someone finally understands they never really were
poems from my uncles graves (via vzhod)
it pisses me off how writing doesn’t get people money unless they’re like jk rowling like writing books should be one of the highest paying jobs in the world that shit is hard
i bet that open heart surgeries are harder
Open heart surgeries can be taught. You can’t teach a person a world that no one else has created.
you won this time.Â
#not even the marK OF CAIN CAN STOP THIS MOTHERFUCKIN SHIP