Just out here hurting my own feelings on the daily 😘
(in desperate need of softer world au’s of these two)
P.D
#phm#ryland grace#rocky the eridian#project hail mary spoilers




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Just out here hurting my own feelings on the daily 😘
(in desperate need of softer world au’s of these two)
P.D
"He gave you a heartbeat. He gave him a tomb."
Your story still ends with you dead and intertwined | p.d (via lostcap)
Language is alive. As alive as civilizations and the people and the lands they fill. One year, ten, decades, centuries Go by. And still, it remains. Ever-changing and adapting, stealing, molding, discarding. Language is a journey: changing, from one stop to the next, from generation to generation, continuing forever.
on words and history // e.q.
“You can start a family who will always show you love.” “Rosé flowin with your chosen family.” “Whatever our souls are made of his and mine are the same.” “But north stars my dear,” “Have we met before?” “A family is forever. We could never leave each other even if we tried.” “They see right through me, Can you see right through me? I see right through me! Who could stay? You could stay? You could stay.” “Have I found you flightless bird?” “Lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones, and I will try-to fix you.” “Rivers and Roads, Rivers till I reach you.” “If I had to live my life again I’d find you sooner.” “We’ll be just fine.”
@cleverestofclevermen [Poem Credit]
I can’t decide which version I like better so you get both even though they are basically exactly the same.
i miss the plush of your lips: soft to touch, and sweet to kiss.
"if you want it hard enough a chance is all you need" I said, sitting in a car with you beside me as we drove to fight another battle and my eyes flicked to yours through the mirror and somehow it didn't matter that I was getting caught up in you while still on camera red alert, red alert I have to pull back red alert, red alert because all I can see is the way you make me vulnerable so maybe this can be something quiet and wonderful because when we lock eyes the world only exists so I can see your face
stronger by abby s
| P.D
(insp)