When normal people see green and red together they think of Christmas. When I see green and red together, I think of rivers of blood, the Trojan War, Poetry in the solitary corner of a courtyard, and how no one ever thinks to look up.
“Give me your mornings, give me your sun and when it sets, give me your dark nights too cause I’m ready for anything from you.”
— Reema Tabra
“It was probably nothing but it felt like the world.”
— Morrissey, Autobiography
I wish smoking wasnt hot. But we cant all get what we want
you heard of "I love you" "it'll pass" and "I'll go" "and I'll stay", now get ready for "how come no one found me?" "I found you"
I can't imagine how empty she felt on that short walk home, after this hug. I can imagine that she felt full of possibilities, what ifs, and lost opportunities... and the weight of that feels like hollowness.
You’re giggling while talking to your boyfriend at 3 a.m., and I’m giggling while reading a 100k+ Marauders fic at 3 a.m... we’re not the same.
كُل الفتيات
كُنّ يتمنينّ فُرسانٌ بخيولٌ بيضاء
إلا أنا لم أتمنىٰ
سوى رجلٌ
تهدأ بجواره رأسي ..
Demeter: “I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy.”
Demeter: I would.
Hera: “I’m not gonna sink to their level.”
Hera: I will, coward.
Hestia: “I’m the bigger person.”
Hestia: I’m not even five foot five. Give me the knife, bitch.
“I just worry.” “About what?” “Everything—I’m a worrier.”
Damn right Lily Evans you tell 'em
"My child is completely fine!"
Bestie your child thinks that the only way they will be loved is through fanfiction