#maybe i am dramatic

[stonespullouthearts]

anyone else incredibly picky w naming shit like…. i went through 7 names before settling on elliot for my cat! and my sister got a cat and i feel so insane because she named it and it’s called darla and that name is fine but i also strongly dislike it for a cat it makes me wanna cry (real)

[lesbiandanhowell]

hold on

[averinna]

I DON'T WANT TO GO TO THE HAIRDRESSER

If I ever actually write and or even publish that one magical girl story, believe that the girls while talk a LOT about their haircare routine as black girls because I SWEAR

[sunofmoon]

if this news is confirmed, everyone agrees that leo retired after the world cup, right? RIGHT!!!

[pink-batman-in-heels]

Why the HELL does every Ladybug-Adrien fanart look like Fred from Scooby Doo, WHY

[disconnectedacademicfish]

the love existence holds

There’s so much in this world - to see, to do, to read, to listen to, to feel, to take in, to just EXPERIENCE. How do you get over the fact that right now, in this exact moment, you don’t know it all? How am I supposed to calm down while holding above my head the (more than) half empty bucket of ART and EMOTIONS and all that which makes humanity beautiful? You are worried about pop culture while I am here daydreaming about myself as a person who has read every book, seen every painting, felt the most beautiful and the most gruesome emotions, and yet is still alive and painted and tainted with the best of existence.

[brightwhiteneonlight]

I want my life to be boring again. I initially thought my bf is the source of all stress and drama. But it’s not. My life is just like that on its own...

[seungguk]

because once you form your heart into words, they don't appreciate the blood, right? you can see it in their eyes when a peer reads your work, a flash of shock, and maybe even pity. as if you're a walking tragedy, like its almost wrong to put yourself out there to that extent. it brings me to tears if a writer as good as yourself feels this way too. (your description of how you felt writing was beyond words; all i can really say was it was beautiful. and yet, that word fails to bring it justice)

blood in the form of words is too messy. it's not appreciated. how odd it is that i can cut this red, beating thing out of my chest and pour it onto the page, but all anyone else sees is letters in black and white. i get sentences like "this is too overwhelming" and "i'm getting bogged down by all the description" scratched into the margins of my papers by peers. don't they know this is all too heavy. writing is my way of becoming softer, and they don't want to be on the receiving end of all that hardness.