Was Watching The Most Diabolical Hannibal Scenes And My Mum Kept Humming Along To The Violin While Making

It's so frustrating

and water them everyday ( ꈍᴗꈍ)

I’ll make flowers grow in the saddest part of you.

“A lot of people tell me I’m a bit dreamy. But I like the idea of that. Of being somewhere else.”

— Alex Turner 

everytime i come back to tumblr it feels like ive opened a long forgotten beautiful book

dark academia ask game!

the secret history 🏛: how close are you and your group of friends? how far would you all go to protect each other? how many languages do you speak?

if we were villains 🎭: are you into theatre? who’s your favourite shakespeare character? would you or do you smoke weed or cigarettes?

dead poets society 🖋: do you prefer poetry or prose? do you get along with your parents? do you resist authority or do you deal well with it?

kill your darlings ⏳: would you consider yourself an intelligent person? have you ever fallen in love with someone who wasn’t right for you? tradition or innovation?

homer 📖: is it more important to be brave or to be kind? do you like to read?

cigarette 🚬: what is your worst habit? do you like drinking? do you party a lot?

leaf 🍁: what is your favourite season? what is your favourite comfort food?

vermont ❄️: would you ever go to school far away from your family? are you scared of losing the people close to you?

wine 🍷: how far would you go to help yourself? what about to help other people? do you think humans are inherently selfish?

piano 🎹: what’s your favourite musical genre? do you play any instruments? who’s your favourite artist?

whiskey 🥃: tell us about your first kiss. what quality would make you reject someone who asked you out?

murder 🔪: are you capable of getting very angry? what are you most afraid of? what would be the worst way to die?

does anyone else constantly get the feeling that you’re running out of time?? and for no reason!! i could be lying in bed in the middle of summer vacation and my mind is like “hurry up!!! before it’s too late!!!” and i’m just like “hurry up and do what?? leave me alone wtf!!!”

"The truth is, I pretend to be a cynic, but I am really a dreamer who is terrified of wanting something she may never get."

—Joanna Hoffman

excuse me... miss? you forgot this. *reaches straight into my rib cage and extracts my entire bleeding heart*

“But I don’t want small talk. Text me, and without saying hello, tell me why you got so angry at your sister this morning. Tell me why you have a scar shaped like Europe on the left side of your neck. Send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your grandmother’s house that one summer. Call me when I’m half asleep and tell me why you believe in God. Tell me about the first time you saw your dad cry. Go on for hours about things that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be hanging on to every word you say. Tell me everything. I don’t want someone who just talks about the weather.”

— This. Yes this, is the very thing I love about humans. (via wornsoles-wornsouls)

sorry professor i did not do this asisgnemtn becuase i was too sad! NO consequences please. goodbye