I Keep Thinking About Digital Ghosts. Or Maybe Digital Hauntings Would Be A Better Term. The Final Messages

i’m a simple creature, i see an old, abandoned place and i want to live there because i care about what ghosts think of me.

Alternate universe where Neil Perry & Todd Anderson graduate and get married and grow old together.

(i am deeply in denial, I'll never get over this)

why are we taught that the best love we can get is romantic love? finding our soulmate. why is that our uncouncious purpose in life?

we are ignoring small loves

loving the stars. loving the wind. the songs played by birds in the forest. the rainbow. the waves. the moment we realize we drew a smile on a stranger's face. or when we feel understood. listening to our favorite song as we dance in the rain. standing in silence with a person we feel most comfortable with and realizing words aren't everything...

"love is everywhere". that's what we should hope to find.

okay but if we, as a society, normalised writing poetry on the walls, wandering through old forests, having massive secret home libraries filled with books we've collected over the years, wearing medieval dresses and lying on the cool grass in a countryside on summer evenings.. daydreaming instead of worrying about chores and silly responsibilities; the world would've been a better place.

“Os seus amigos mais queridos são personagens de livros.”

— Trono de Vidro: Herdeira do Fogo - Sarah J. Maas

It hurts when you know what it feels like to love, but don't know what it feels like to be loved.

I want to run away. Just completely disappear, tell nobody, and become someone entirely new. I can start my new life with my favourite and best person I ever met. I wanted to romanticize things with my best person. I wanted to visit museums where I can dress in pleated short skirts and blazers, be coy and mysterious enough that everywhere I go people are intrigued and charmed by my mere existence, only to vanish as quickly as I arrived. I want to be known yet unknown. Leave behind my past so I have enough secrets to fuel a thousand rumours about who I am. Maybe that's good material for being lonely, but is that not how all the best people live and die?

Carlisle cullen and aro volturi appreciation post

I really cant wait to read a scene from Cassians perspective when he watches Nesta interact with or care for illyrian children. Like this should be canon at this point. I want his future to flash before his eyes, his bro-varies to tingle and that same joy feysand felt when they discovered who the bone Carver was.