i'll eat you up i love you so

[damazcuz]

Certain words can change your brain forever and ever so you do have to be very careful about it.

[ryebreadgf]

[ryebreadgf]

[googledocsdyke]

remember when you were 10 and you would hang out with your friends in order to Look At The Computer together like you went to their house and experienced the information superhighway together. and then leave

[mostlybats-partiallyrats]

How fucking old are you people?

[googledocsdyke]

normal amount

[kunou78]

You see, there used to be a time (not all that long ago) when being offline was the default. And going online was the rare and wonderful thing that we (briefly) enjoyed.

It even came with happy modem noises.

[quotemadness]

I needed to be somewhere different. Maybe I needed to be someone different, too.

Heather Davis

[bhebah]

[angry-eevee]

when people defend the “Cis white guy is default” thing like “He’s meant to be an everyman we can all relate to and project on!” kindly remind them the largest ethnic group in the WORLD is Han Chinese and the highest gender percentage fluctuates so if you want an ACTUAL  “default” you want a 40 year old chinese person whose gender changes from year to year.  

[galren]

#give us the middle-aged gender fluid Chinese protagonist that we can all relate to and project on (via @mr-and-mr-pavus)

[computationalcalculator]

[thebluewizardsaregay]

[transgirl-link]

Somebody has learned I was keeping the paper towels on top of the fridge and then taught herself to jump on top of my cabinets so my paper towels are no longer safe

[transgirl-link]

[inthefallofasparrow]

[simpsons-latino]

[say-prettyy-pleasee]

This is Money Marge. Reblog for a miracle of finances to come to you

🙏🏾💰💵

[adrasteiax]

I never again shall tell you what I think. I shall be sweet and crafty, soft and sly;

Edna St. Vincent Millay, from Sonnets (XXXI) in “Collected Poems Of Edna St. Vincent Millay” (via adrasteiax)

[toastbutteregg]

[toastbutteregg]

[serialghost]

when bleachers said “you’ve been waiting your whole life to find someone who will stand in your storm” and when lorde said “baby really hurt me, crying in the taxi, said he made the big mistake of standing in my storm” and when fleetwood mac said “i’d like to leave you with something warm but i have never been a blue calm sea, i have always been a storm” and when halsey said “i’m the violence in the pouring rain, i’m a hurricane” and when the cardigans said “you’re the storm that i believe in and this peace has been deceiving” and when taylor swift said “but the rain is always gonna come if you’re standing with me” and when

[wolf-eagle]

I hold a dramatic and romantic concept of life; What doesn't touch my senses means nothing to me.

— Pablo Neruda

[filmloversociety]

Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019), dir. by Céline Sciamma

[quotemadness]

When I say, I love you, it’s not because I want you or because I can’t have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I’ve seen your kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are.

Joss Whedon (via quotemadness)

[boykeats]

History student falls in love with astrophysics student by Keaton St. James

(patreon)

[poem text: listen, nine hundred and fifty years before jesus was a child shaking willow leaves out of his tangled curls, the author of the song of solomon wrote: behold, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.

what i’m trying to say is that, in this universe which sculpted itself from a baptism of fire, i am the moon swept up by your tenderness. you’ve got me dreaming foreign words: gravity, ellipsis, perigee, until all i can think about is becoming anchored into orbit around the saltwater-green landscape of your laughter.

listen, plato of ancient greece wrote that the souls we each have now are only halves. that in a frenzy of blood zeus severed us from each other, so we rely on the blind tugging of our hearts. you say my name and i want to knit my bones into your bones, smooth away the boundaries of our heartbeats.

what i’m trying to say is that if the temperature inside those wild pockets of interstellar dust hits right near absolute zero, carbon monoxide and dihydrogen molecules condense together in the dark nebula to form stars. if you’re ready, i want to make you shiver like that. /end poem text.]