Emperor Megan

I’m Megan! 25. Just watching the moon, listening to the rain, and falling asleep in the bath. 💖🥰

[naturaekos]

“To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow.”

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[cupidjoy]

i am my own person and will be okay no matter what bc i trust myself

[bakwaaas]

sometimes you have to let certain feelings just pass through you. you feel it, then you let it go. you don’t hold on and you don’t act on it. it’s just visiting you for a moment and doesn’t have to mean much more

[superkursunaskr]

all the moons of 2024

[loveletters2myself]

[wizardnuke]

"skibidi toilet is ruining gen alpha" do none of you people remember asdf. i remember asdf.

[wizardnuke]

the kids are gonna be fine. they just happen to be incredibly annoying like every kid before them

[wizardnuke]

what does the fox say. i like trains. LEEEROY JENKINSSSSS. etc. we were all kids once. they are carrying on the tried and true god-given tradition of baffling and irritating adults. power to the children

[catchymemes]

[angelpunkmlm]

I think ‘I adore you’ is such a wonderful phrase,, it’s so soft and loving and feels so safe and comforting

[wonders-of-the-cosmos]

[holycatsandrabbits]

Weird Writing Prompts Master List

Learn about weird stuff & get story ideas

Carroll A. Deering: 1920’s Ghost Ship

Outwit the Undead With This One Weird Trick

Crisis Apparitions

Dyatlov Pass

The Third Man Phenomenon

The Flannan Isles Vanishing

The Wild Hunt

The Amityville Horror

The Beast of Gevaudan

Poltergeists

Spring-Heeled Jack

Phantom Islands

Fetches

The Loss of the Star Tiger and Star Ariel in the Bermuda Triangle

A Peak in Darien: Visions from a Deathbed

Dearg-Due: Irish Vampire

The Female Stranger

Megalodon

Methods of Divination

The Mary Celeste

The Obstacle Flight and The Transformation Chase

Folklore About Trees

The Black Shuck

Room For One More

Mirrors

The Ouija Board

The Crossroads

Divination Rhymes

[soft-lovely]

sunday afternoon

[cansu-m]

[letterstoyourlove]

I’ve been telling myself the reason I can’t write anymore is because I’m not sad. Because there’s no pain inside me to flow out of my trembling hands onto paper, there are no sorrows clouding my vision to make my poetry hazy.

I can see straight and sometimes I feel poetry needs to be twirly and zigzagg-y.

But, I’ve been trying to be sad lately. Trying to find wretchedness among the mists, among the nights I stay up laughing, trying to feel what I felt before, trying to pour poetry back into my veins. Maybe this is some stupid excuse.

But here’s how it really is. I keep finding myself beaming at unfamiliar faces and sipping hot chocolate over brunch dates with new friends, or falling back into rhythm with old ones.

Or that one time I snuck out to my best friend’s house and we danced to alcohol in our bodies but we were sober enough to remember one of the best nights of our life. So maybe there’s nothing poetic about this. Or maybe there is.

I know poetry is more beautiful than sad and there’s something really very beautiful about loving life.

-H.S.

[destielgaysex]

NO OTHER PLANET IN OUR SOLAR SYSTEM GETS TOTAL SOLAR ECLIPSES!! THE SIZE AND DISTANCE OF OUR MOON FROM EARTH AND THE SUN MAKE THE PERFECT CIRCUMSTANCES TO GET TOTALITY!!! THE EARTH AND MOON ARE SOOOO COOL AND OF COURSE OUR SUN!! I LOVE LIVING ON EARTH I LOVE YOU EARTH I LOVE YOUUUUU MOON I LOVE YOU SUN

[greeksorceress]

if you see this, please reblog with your zodiac sign, if you’re an older/middle/younger sibling or an only child, and the household task you hate to do the most

[flowerytale]

Nikos Engonopoulos, from Bolívar, a Greek Poem

[yuumei-art]

Lost in the Pages

Between Two Tomes