Excelsior

“If I were to live a thousand years, I would belong to you for all of them. If we were to live a thousand lives, I would want to make you mine in each one.”

[piecesofprim-blog]

Wow, I haven't been on tumblr in like 45 years .

[bunney]

TAKE ME TO CHURCH ILL WORSHIP LIKE A DOG in thehs hsmineien YOUR LIGHT ILL TELL YOU MY SINS AND you canshsmm mmnnmnm YOUR KNIFE

[manduhify]

Book snobs are the worst but I also feel bad for them, like sorry you can’t find joy in a Percy Jackson book or a sappy teen romance novel; you’re missing out on life’s great treasures.

[likcoln-blog]

How could I leave Prim, who is the only person in the world I’m certain I love?

[m-benoist]

[the-divergentseries]

Set the world free. Watch the official #InsurgentTrailer now, and share your #InsurgentTrailerReactions!

[disneymoviesandfacts]

Contrary to popular belief, the actor playing the piano in High School Musical 2 in the song “Fabulous” is not Lucas Grabeel, but dancer Shawn Carter. Shawn is present in all three High School Musical movies.

[x495dsjksks8ug-deactivated20191]

am i going to be sleepy every day for the rest of my life

[practicalsmagic]

WAIT BUT SAM LITERALLY ENDED UP IN THE DUMPSTER LIKE THE GARBAGE HE WAS

[my-h-e-a-r-t-s-not-in-it]

"Remember that you were art long before he came to admire you, and you’ll continue to be art even when he’s gone."

a masterpiece is still a masterpiece when the lights are off and the room is empty // charlotte geier (via brighteyes-and-blacklights)

[hugh-dancy-archived]

[jonasvasqez]

[piecesofprim-blog]

What the hell. It's cyber Monday and forever 21's site is down for maintenance????

[kissingly-blog]

dollgrave:

it’s almost 2015, wake the fuck up people. girls don’t HAVE to shave, being gay isn’t a choice, racism is pointless, rape isn’t funny and sexism is fucking stupid.

[rnaryjune]

do you think the other kids in Keating’s class ever get tired of her calling on the same five people every lecture

[chainsaw-assassin]

And i didn’t regret it anymore.

I’d wasted so much time wishing I could be different,

wishing I could change things, change myself.

If given the chance, I would’ve shed myself and 

become a different girl. Slipped on a name like Clara or Mary,

docile and gentle and smiling and kind. I thought it would be easier

to be someone else than to be who I was becoming, but I didn’t 

think that anymore. The girl who wanted those things had died with

Rachel, buried under the asylum I brought down. And I realized now,

for the first time, really, that I didn’t miss her.

[c0llarbonee]

me: *sleeps for 4 hours* tired me: *sleeps for 8 hours* tired me: *sleeps for a month* tired me: *sleeps for a year* still tired