starg1rl @starg1rl - Tumblr Blog

I have an intense desire to create something beautiful, I desperately want to be able to make beauty maybe because I don't see that beauty in myself

#art #part of my personal fig tree

elksewer

oh oo ohhh ooo oh

allthingswhumpyandangsty

ao3 turns 16 today.

reblog if you’re older than archive of our own

#my school classed tumblr as p*rn #school wifi #i hate this place

Crying over a beautiful man, not in a boy crazy way but in an obsessive need to be loved kind of way

#girl blogging

robintera

Hi my name is Richard Papen and my parents own an oil well so we're really rich (that's how I got my name) and I have a permanent resting bitch face and big pathetic eyes filled with melancholy and brown hair that I cut myself because I'm too good to go to the barber and a lot of people tell me I look like Jay Gatsby (AN: if u don't know who he is get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to the king of France named Pepin but I wish I was because then maybe Henry Winter will think I'm a major fucking hottie. My teeth are straight and white just like me. I don't have a tan. I'M NOT GAY. I'm also a Classics student, and I go to a liberal arts school called Hampden College in Vermont where I'm in the third year (I'm twenty). I'm a scholar (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly tweed. I love the thrift store (I'm not poor though) and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a tweed overcoat, some vintage cufflinks, and a funny tie with pictures of men hunting deer on it which definitely is not foreshadowing anything. Tomorrow I'm going to wear an old Brooks Brothers silk jacket that used to be my grandfather's. I was walking outside Commons. It was raining and the snow was melting in the mountains, which I was very happy about. A lot of hippies stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.