#thisiscrap

[itssweeterthanfiction]

Season 16 is not bringing me enough of a certain pediatric surgeon that has sarcasm as golden as his heart

and I’m just not. Here. For.it.

[glass-on-the-waters-surface]

roses - a haiku

my hands bleed for you

dripping on this stony path

clutching this bouquet

my voice calls for you

screaming for you to save me

burning out my chords

you are as lovely

the red portrays who you are

a soul burning bright

do your hands bleed too

covering the porcelain

staining perfection

above is beauty

below naivety breaks

these roses betray

- l.j.c.

i wrote this 

[pica-bunny]

Please tell me how these political parties got my phone number and WHY are they texting me😭 I hate politics in any way shape or form why are they messaging me??? How?🥲

[kountrykreations]

https://etsy.me/3cFhhtt #thisiscrap #mask #handmade #usa #madeinusa🇺🇸 #etsy #etsyshop #kountrykreations https://www.instagram.com/p/CFsfhhQgLFR/?igshid=1kquoobpvwkum

[pansexualantagonist]

My slightly damp hair : Look I'm all messy and curly and tangly

Me : no

My hair : Tanglyyy

Me : NO

My hair : SuCh kNOtS I aM RuLer Of TanGLeS

Me : FINE!

*brushes hair*

My hair :

Me :

My hair : He he he I AM FRIZZ

[charisirene]

Me, reading historical documents. . . . . . #thisiscrap #Englishmajor #BenFranklin #georgewashingtonmemes #iknowitsnotgeorge #butstill #fragment #grammar #oxfordcomma #arbitraryhashtags https://www.instagram.com/p/B1gyAvQgycH/?igshid=109gf84pmoml3

[dlihce]

Bedtime. Not move the rugs time. Phtttffff. Mom and I are still disagreeing on this bedtime stuff. Meanwhile, Archie is no help... he goes to his bed right after we gets nighttime snacks. I keep telling him, we can get bedtime snacks and nighttime snacks. Mom says no. But I think I can wear her down. -Fiona #gotobed #snacks #fiona #dogbedtime #thisiscrap #instadog https://www.instagram.com/p/B1P37dVAhuc/?igshid=3v1i75gl6pxb

[rosycheeksx]

Our love story

(srry 4 the crappy english but I found easier express myself in this way) They say that in this world there’s only place for two kinds of people, the spectators and the entertainers, I’ve always find myself as an spectator and you as an entertainer, you’re fire and I’m earth, you’ve hold me into your flames and make me feel like maybe one day I will be able to shine too. Perhaps I love you because you’re everything that I wish I could, I admire you because you’re everything I’m afraid of being. But that’s the problem with being just an spectator, and you being the show, It’s going to be easier for you to move on and find a new me, at the end, you’re fire and you can’t help shining everywhere you go, but me… I’m earth, I get passed by, I only get messed up, and I do nothing about it, I just ask you one thing, burn me, hold me into your flames, do whatever it takes to keep me by your side.