Let's See Where This Goes

[thebookquotes]

You're important to me. I think if there's anything that will last forever, it's that. Whether we separate, stay in touch or rarely speak again, you will always be that little someone I really do care for, that I would sacrifice everything for to protect and keep safe.

— Beau Taplin, The Promise

[platinumsol]

In a time like this where I've left my friends behind to go live my life, I hope that they know how deeply I still care for them. Regardless of the new people I meet or my changed circumstances, those are people who have been there for me and helped me develop into a much better person. I am eternally grateful and would willingly take a bullet for each and every one of them.

[platinumsol]

「Lunar Delusions 」

Blood pumping,

A creamy white orb rests in the sky,

I no longer feel the road bumping.

She is the spider and I the fly,

Hypnotized and entranced

By that lonesome eye.

My stride is now enhanced.

Stairs form beneath my footfalls

Taking me up to my new romance.

Rising up, I heed Her call,

To give Her company when She's alone.

Oh God, I begin to fall.

I wake up back on the harsh, terrene zone.

My phone beeps to report my stats.

I turn around to just run home.

[platinumsol]

「Countdown」

Dread tinged with excitement

Desperately hoping the clock never strikes 12

Zero-five One-zero

What an awful day/night cycle

Rather than a present

I want the future

[animauxing]

soundless love song.

[rustystars]

I finally finished my quiz! how gullible are you?

[dashaibo]

Turns out I’m not very gullible, interesting

[blood-drunk-discourse]

it doesnt count as being gullible if i already knew what it was gonna be. so nah, im not gullible. cool quiz op

[zisveryconfused]

…i am pretty gullible

[ultraviolet-phantom]

very gullible

[platinumsol]

I'm such a gullible fool

[kyleboy21da]

Tuesday the 17th is the only day(s) to reblog this.

[platinumsol]

Girls with swords >>> girls with bras

Boys with swords >>> boys with bras

[platinumsol]

「Judging in Shades of Love」

All pink and red and white,

They stare at me from the windows,

Those fluffy bears holding fluffy words,

A sickening delight.

Am I petty? no

Am I a scorned lover? perhaps

That's for me to know and my accountant to judge

All pink and red and white,

Flowers fill the displays,

I smell them walking by,

I should buy some just to watch them die..

Am I happy? no

Am I heartbroken? perhaps

That's for me to know and my mother to judge

All pink and red and white,

I would buy them all,

The rainbow items first,

To give the boomers a fright.

Am I wishing? no

Am I scheming? perhaps

That's for me to know and Google to judge

All pink and red and white,

I offered my heart to someone,

Bravery at her finest,

Refused because she couldn't treat me right.

Am I lonely? no

Do I want a lover? perhaps

That's for me to know and her sister to judge

All pink and red and white,

Those sweets and cakes and chocolate,

A dreamlike romance,

I want someone to treat me right.

Am I pining? no

Am I a believer in fate? perhaps

That's for me to know and my tarot reader to judge

All pink and red and white,

The colors of paper and bows,

Buy the best that money can,

To show my love- will that make it right?

Am I begging no? no

Am I asking? perhaps

That's for me to know and my girlfriend to judge

-My good friend, who goes by the epithet, Cardigan

[platinumsol]

「Wistful Fog」

One Cloud dared to kiss the Earth,

expecting a welcoming embrace,

Reality betrayed expectations,

for the Earth was callous and unyielding.

Leaving the Cloud downcast,

waiting on the Sun to raise its spirits skyward.

However, within the Cloud's gloom

stood a human who dared to kiss the Cloud.

Losing myself in that swirling mist,

the haze inside fleetingly clears.

The ocean of greys reflects a wispy dream:

Fincayra, so wondrous and sweet.

Although I yearn to venture past that curtain of vapor,

I know this is nothing but a fantasy.

Because those who can find solace in the melancholy and murk,

are not awarded a fate so whimsical and free.

So I wait for another Cloud,

foolish enough to dare kiss my Earth.

[platinumsol]

Visit Original Link

So I may have commented on some strange behavior I noticed and caused two relationships to end. Ruh-roh.

[platinumsol]

「Remote Feelings」

Is it me?

Too intrusive, too overbearing,

Too eager to share how much I care,

An overcommitted Boyle rather than a dashing Romeo,

Did my eagerness at the prospect of romance kill our budding tree?

Or is it you?

Embarrassed and inexperienced,

Hiding behind screens,

Not knowing how to respond to my advances

And so choosing not do to so at all.

Are you scared by affection so freely given by a delusional yahoo?

I ache.

My heart, Atlas crushed under a world of self-doubt

It's all I can do not to scream and shout

All I'd like to do is hang together to talk it out,

Yet you avoid me like water avoids a drought.

Please.

I want to know exactly how you feel

Figure out if any of this is real

Hear your emotion and your zeal,

Yet it's like your mouth is covered by a seal.

I thought this time things would be different.

[manhattan-gamestop]

I gasped. I hope y’all know that I gasped.

[platinumsol]

Brian and the Polygon Pals are getting funnier and funnier as time goes on. Their struggle against the algorithm is faring well, and I can't wait for the next bout of existential dread (real and fake) that arises from an Unraveled

[platinumsol]

Dignity

And what, in fact, is dignity? In those

Who have it pure, it is the soul’s repose, 

The base of character—no mere reserve 

That springs from pride, or want of mental nerve.

The dignity that wealth, or station, breeds, 

Or in the breast on base emotion feeds, 

Is easy weighed, and easy to be sized—A bastard virtue,

    much to be despised.

True dignity is like a summer tree. 

Beneath whose shade both beast, and bird, and bee,

When by the heated skies oppressed, may come,

And feel, in its magnificence, at home; 

Or rather like a mountain which forgets

Itself in its own greatness, and so lets 

Vast armies fuss and fight upon its sides,

While high in clouds its peaceful summit hides,

And from the voiceless crest of glistening snow, 

Pours trickling fatness on the fields below;

Repellant force, that daunts obtrusive wrong,

And woos the timid steps of right along;

And hence a garb which magistrates prepare,

When called to judge, and really seem to wear. 

In framing character on whate’er plan, 

‘Tis always needed to complete the man, 

The job quite done, and Dignity without, 

Is like an apple pie, the fruit left out. 

-A poem by Too-Qua-Stee

[raiain]

the moon asks a question by dirgewithoutmusic

illustrated by purutsukid

[platinumsol]

I adored this

[platinumsol]

I love the sky. Whether it's day or night, clear or cloudy, raining, snowing, or whatever have you, it's always so beautiful. Sunsets and sunrises make the sky explode with color while even the clear blue changes in its hue. Clouds give it so much texture, and on cloudy days there's nothing like seeing how they tunnel through each other. The stars depict such a gorgeous picture. I don't even know a single constellation, but it's fun to find my own meaning by looking at the spaces between the stars. People like to think of the night sky as black, but it has color: blues, purples, and oranges (I think the last one is light pollution lol). There's a lot to the heavenly sea. Go out and enjoy that bad boy.

[sabadorks]

A list of songs that every Italian speaker knows but are weird to explain to foreigners

(because a genius made a tweet about this and it was so brilliant that I need to do something similar on tumblr)

the one where America is a metaphor for masturbation [x]

the one about Sundays being boring and useless [x]

the one where somebody killed spiderman and it might have been the coffee industry [x]

the one where happiness is a glass of wine and a sandwich [x]

the one about a vespa scooter [x]

the one where the cobra isn’t a snake [x]

the one where a guy wants to go on a date with his girl but someone from her family keeps tagging along [x]

the one about bananas and raspberries [x]

the one where a guy suffers from stress, is tired and out of shape but is in a boyband [x]

the one where a lady sees a hot guy at the supermarket and tries to hit on him before he finishes his grocery shopping [x]

the one about getting a new face thanks to a perfect scalpel [x]

the one where you need to ask your mom to send you to buy milk because we need to talk [x]

the one about a man starting to consider the triangle after the lady he was supposed to sleep with brings another dude along [x]

The one where making love is beautiful but only if you do it below the latitude of the city of Trieste [x]

the really, really upbeat song about wanting razorblades to self harm [x]

the one about cicadas [x]

the one where the afternoon is too light blue and long [x]

the one where a boy form Naples likes to act like an American even if he’s born in Italy [x]

the one about a guy that wants to spend all day in the bath tube [x]

the one about poppys being tall tall tall, but you’re born a little duck and there’s nothing you can do about it [x]

the one about Gianna who had a crocodile and a doctor [x]

the one about the night before your final high school exams [x]

the really, really old one about how both black  eyes and blue eyes are pretty but we like legs more [x]

the one where until the boat goes, don’t row [x]

the one about a really cool guy that liked the beatles and rolling stones just like me but now he’s dead in Vietnam [x]

the one where life is beautiful as long as you have an umbrella [x]

the one where superhero Shpalman spreads shit on the faces of the bad guys [x]

the one about the friendzone [x]

the one about houses, books, cars, travels, newspaper sheets [x]

the one about a man being hung with a gold rope because he stole 6 deers from the king’s park selling them for money [x]

the one about chocolate ice cream, sweet and a bit salty [x]

the one about the moon knocking [x]

the one about going to dance in Apulia except “dance” is a methaphor for dying [x]

[beevean]

The last one doesn’t have a link, so it’s my duty as someone who dances in Apulia to provide it

[sciogli-lingua]

THIS IS AMAZING

[thebreloomroom]

geistygeist:

theelderscrotes:

when u gently put ur ear close to ur cat and u hear their motor running…. thats a fine engine, no problems here

A well-tuned cat. All eight cylinders firing together.

[platinumsol]

That'll be an order of one gato plz