A Twin Peaks restaurant opened up a few towns over and I want to go...so bad.
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A Twin Peaks restaurant opened up a few towns over and I want to go...so bad.
hey quiz lovers
which greek god are you?
reblog with your result in the tags.
(i got dionysus)
https://www.instagram.com/p/BLr3nCPjGr7
A girl in my biology class passed me a note and asked me out in a cute way but I panicked and ran as soon as the bell rang.
The only characters who meant anything to me in TWD were Hershel, Beth, Glenn, and Maggie. Guess what they did to them. Take a good guess.
Prove to me I’m not gonna die alone. Put your arm around my collarbone, And open the door…
Dawn Golden - Discoloration
Least favorite English class activity: discourse.
(Taps the mic) Magneto was right.
Discourse: Willy Wonka is Old Testament God
Sings “if you want to view paradise, simply look around and view it,” then kicks people out for eating stuff he told them not to eat
So if this was a touching romantic story this is probably where a new feeling would wash over me and suddenly we would be furiously making out with the fire of a thousand suns. But this isn’t a touching romantic story.
Me and Earl and the Dying Girl (2015)
concept playlists
walking back from a lover’s apartment, it’s 1 am, and you don’t know how to say you’re not in love. the sky is purple and you sit down on a bench outside.
it’s between autumn and winter, the skies are gray, and the leaves are golden and crimson. the boy you love brushes your hand. you want to lay in his bed and listen to the wind.
you’re an expat in paris. you drink coffee at a cafe on the seine and watch beautiful parisian women stroll by. the air is crisp and sweet.
Ophelia, John Everett Millais // Perfect Places, Lorde
Lorde performs at Coachella weekend 1