"Your Solitude, Even In The Midst Of Quite Foreign Circumstances, Will Be A Hold And A Home For You,

it’s just me and my panadol against the world

wade sacrificed himself for logan because he saw that deep down logan didn’t want to. the old logan would’ve done it without a second thought. he wanted to die, he thought he deserved to die. but wade taught him how to love, and showed him love in return. that’s what makes it so much more heartbreaking.

when logan finally felt like he wanted to live for the first time in years, he had to die. he had to die for the reason he wanted to live.

"Say hi to your friends for me." "Say hi to my friends for me, peanut."

IM SOBBING WADE IS SACRIFICING HIMSELF FOR HIS LOVED ONES TO LIVE AND LOGAN IS SACRIFICING HIMSELF BECAUSE HE FINALLY FOUND A LOVED ONE TO LIVE FOR

We do realise the reason why everyone loves Percabeth and many consider it the best romance in modern literature is because there is no hierarchy between them right?

Percy is not emotionally stunted and reliant on Annabeth to navigate the world, Annabeth is not reliant on Percy for survival and support. They are completely equals - they are both strategic and smart, both powerful and foreboding, both funny and sarcastic, both hubristic and display cruelty at times. They are flawed and see each others flaws and love each other because of that, not in spite of it, and they are the only straight couple in literature I can think of like this. In every way they are completely equal.

Resurrecting the Dolls’ House, Margaret Atwood

Resurrecting the Dolls’ House, Margaret Atwood

A poem on childhood

making basil and dorian siblings in the netflix adaptation is just… offensive. the picture of dorian gray was literally used in court to incriminate oscar wilde of homosexuality

netflix how are you going to explain this

“‘You're not hurt, Watson? For God's sake, say that you are not hurt!’ It was worth a wound -- it was worth many wounds -- to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain. All my years of humble but single-minded service culminated in that moment of revelation.”

Narrative of John Watson

The Adventure of the Three Garridebs, Arthur Conan Doyle

there is this rage that runs deep under my skin and it is entirely mine.

“What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don't know and I'm afraid.”

The Journals of Sylvia Plath, Sylvia Plath

Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001