This Was The Result Of The Time My Mother Yelled At Me That My “feet Were In The Clouds”, An Insult?

A truly strong person does not need the approval of others any more than a lion needs the approval of sheep.

Vernon Howard (via my-lifestyle-of-meow)

Giveaway Contest: We’re giving away ten vintage paperback classics by F. Scott Fitzgerald, Jane Austen, Harper Lee, Walt Whitman, George Orwell, and others. Won’t these look lovely on your shelf? :D To win these classics, you must: 1) be following macrolit on Tumblr (yes, we will check. :P), and 2) reblog this post. We will randomly choose a winner on April 22, at which time we’ll start a new giveaway. And yes, we’ll ship to any country. Easy, right? Good luck!

http://salientia.livejournal.com/6028.html enjoy!

 You guys know this EngMano fanfic on livejournal where everyones shocked that England and Romano are in a relationship and theyre sickeningly sweet together. But are actually lovingly throwing insults at another. Know that ??

I’m looking forward to the day where I can be that cliche girl that studies and gets shit done in a coffee shop or library, with my head always in a book and daydreams filling my head. Just imagine. A cup of coffee to the left, books stacked high beside you, knowing you’ve accomplished so many things, and that feeling that you’re finally getting somewhere. And you’re okay for once in your life. You’re okay.

do you ever think about how fucking wild the premise of hetalia even is though like there are these (alarmingly) consistently attractive immortal beings that represent the soul and state of a country and they’re gifted with weird abilities like magic or hella strength and then they just spend their days having petty playground arguments with each other

Please reblog this if fanfiction has been beneficial to your mental health.

Kiyoshi: There will come a time when you have a chance to do the right thing.

Hanamiya: I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by.

“mother says there are locked rooms inside us. sometimes, the men – they come with keys, and sometimes, the men – they come with hammers.”

Please, don’t worry so much. Because in the end, none of us have very long on this Earth. Life is fleeting. And if you’re ever distressed, cast your eyes to the summer sky when the stars are strung across the velvety night. And when a shooting star streaks through the blackness, turning night into day… make a wish and think of me. Make your life spectacular. I know I did.”

Jack (via wordsthat-speak)

Giveaway Contest: We’re giving away ten vintage paperback classics by F. Scott Fitzgerald, Jane Austen, Harper Lee, Walt Whitman, George Orwell, and others. Won’t these look lovely on your shelf? :D To win these classics, you must: 1) be following macrolit on Tumblr (yes, we will check. :P), and 2) reblog this post. We will randomly choose a winner on April 22, at which time we’ll start a new giveaway. And yes, we’ll ship to any country. Easy, right? Good luck!