listen to when…
you’re driving with the top down
laying in a garden
you’re dreaming of a parisian summer romance
your summer fling is ending
it’s the fourth of july
the sunshine is white and dreamy
you drive through old hollywood at night
eating sour gummy worms
you go dancing in a meadow
feeling like the angel you are
you feel like singing some bops
you’re sitting in a parked car looking at the ocean
feeling like a dancing queen
holding hands with your lover
to me, being an american means writing gay fanfic ab characters from the sequel to an 80’s propaganda film, and i think that’s beautiful.
I held my breath the entire time and am currently hyperventilating.
I expect this to go one of two ways and both are gonna hurt me.
A Hello you guys! Here’s a list of Classic Novels Turned Movies I’ve read and watched and I thought of sharing them with you. If you have any suggestions you can always drop a message on my dm’s. Here goes;
Anna Karenina (2012) // Leo Tolstoy
Atonement (2007) // Ian McEwan
Emma (1996) // Jane Austen
Frankenstein (1931) // Mary Shelley
Great Expectations (2012) // Charles Dickens
Jane Eyre (2011) // Charlote Brontë
Les Miserables (2012) // Victor Hugo
Little Women (1994) // Louisa M. Alcott
Lolita (1997) // Vladimir Nabokov
Lord Of The Flies (1990) // William Golding
Macbeth (2015) // William Shakespeare
Madame Bovary (2014) // Gustave Flaubert
Of Mice And Men (1992) // John Steinbeck
Persuasion (2007) // Jane Austen
Pride And Prejudice (2005) // Jane Austen
Romeo And Juliet (2013) // William Shakespeare
Tess Of The D’Urbervilles (1979) // Thomas Hardy
The Adventures Of Huckleberry Finn (1993) // Mark Twain
The Count of Monte Cristo (2002) // Alexandre Dumas
The Grapes Of Wrath (1940) // John Steinbeck
The Great Gatsby (2013) // F. Scott Fitzgerald
The Phantom Of The Opera (2004) // Gaston Leroux
The Picture of Dorian Gray (2017) // Oscar Wilde
The Scarlet Letter (1995) // Nathaniel Hawthorne
To Kill A Mockingbird (1962) // Harper Lee
Vanity Fair (2004) // William Makepeace Thackery
Wuthering Heights (2009) // Emily Brontë
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Maybe reading Finnegans Wake and Essayism has become my early September, end-of-summer tradition. Maybe I’m just going in small circles that aren’t widening.
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Honestly, rn I’m in a state of shock, denial, rage, and bliss simultaneously.
i hate it when i cant even write a poem about something because its too obvious. like in the airbnb i was at i guess it used to be a kids room cause you could see the imprint of one little glow in the dark star that had been missed and painted over in landlord white. like that's a poem already what's the point
im sorry but hearing seven in heartstopper actually made me cry so hard i don’t think i’ll ever stop
rawest fucking lana del rey lyrics in no particular order:
we're the masters of our own fate, we're the captains of our own souls
you never liked the way I said it, if you don't get it then forget it cause I don't have to fucking explain it
maybe my contribution could be as small as hoping that words could turn to birds and birds would send my thoughts your way
I was such a fool for believing that you could change all the ways you've been living but you just couldn't stop
you fucked me so good that I almost said I love you
cause you're just a man, it's just what you do, your head in your hands as you colour me blue
money is the reason we exist, everybody knows it, it's a fact, kiss, kiss
well, shit, at least you tried
I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy
and I fall to pieces, bitch, I fall to pieces when I'm with you, why?
play them like guitars, you're like one of my toys, no holds barred, I've been sent to destroy
to my own surprise, my love's demise was his own greed and lullabies
it's enough to be young and in love
I want shit to feel just like it used to
the sun also rises on those who fail the call, my life, it comprises of losses and wins and fails and falls
dying by the hand of a foreign man, happily
if he's a serial killer, then what's the worst that can happen to a girl who's already hurt? I'm already hurt
we get so tired and we complain bout how its hard to live, it's more than just a video game
I was dreaming of a lake, dreaming of the water where I'd rise like a phoenix or an iron from the fire
we both know that it's not fashionable to love me but you don't go cause truly, there's nobody for you but me
it turns out everywhere you go, you take yourself, that's not a lie
screw your anonymity, loving me is all you need
but I can't help him, can't make him better
boys, don't make too much noise and don't try to be funny, other people may not understand
they say that the world was built for two, only worth living if somebody is loving you and baby, now you do
fear fun, fear love, fresh out of fucks forever
sometimes love is not enough and the roads get tough, I don't know why
don't ask me if I'm happy, you know that I'm not, but at best I can say I'm not sad
loving him was never enough
you could be a bad motherfucker but that don't make you a man, now you're just another one of my problems
I wait for life to end but it never comes around
they mistook my kindness for weakness
is this love or lust or some game on repeat?
take this veil from off my eyes, my burning sun will some day rise
but sometimes girls just want to have fun, the poetry inside of me is warm like a gun
change is a powerful thing, people are powerful beings, trying to find the power in me to be faithful
you don't ever have to be stronger than you really are when you're lying in my arms and honey, you don't ever have to act cooler than you think you should, you're brighter than the brightest stars
I never really noticed that I had to decide to play someone's game or live my own life
I don't know, I get so wrapped up in a world where nothing's as it seems and real life is stranger than my dreams
I'll save you in the waves if you swim too deep
will you still love me when I shine from words but not from beauty?
but if you hold me without hurting me, you'll be the first who ever did
I watch the skies getting light as I write, as I think about those years, as I whisper in your ear I'm always going to be right here, no one's going anywhere
Yet another freaky nanago experience
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