he thinks im weird
there’s this guy, he’s in my class and sits across from me. I accidentally hurt myself by dropping a table on myself and he picked it up and asked me if i was okay. And god i think that did it, always liked to stare at you but you went ahead and did that. i think that was the moment i knew i’d fall for you somehow. Now i notice everything, how you have the prettiest mole on the back of your neck, how loyal you are to your friends, how incredibly good you are at math, how you’re kind of a dork, how you like b99 so much, how you laugh at the stupidest things, how you always have a homemade lunch that you always end up giving to others rather than having it yourself, how you whisper the answer to the person beside you if they weren’t paying attention, how all your playlists have cute hand drawn covers. You don’t like me, not like that. I know, but i dont think i regret it for even a second admiring you. And so what if i’ll never be able to be with you, you smile at me and talk to me sometimes; i once(multiple times) ranted to my bestfriend when our hands accidentally touched. Im in love with you, and if i cant have your love im fine with having to have met you in this life.
bastille has done more for the queer community by just making all of their love songs about "you" instead of specifying a gender than taylor swift has in all of her discography. thanks for coming to my ted talk.
Tell me a soft memory
“ Sometimes a thing gets broken, and when you rebuild it, its stonger for it, you know? A lotta things are like that. You put a sword in a steel forge, you gotta beat the hell outta that thing to get it nice and hard and sharp, you know? Breaking things isn’t bad. ”
- Brennan Lee Mulligan
Was it just me or when you first started reading fanfiction you thought orphan_account was the most prolific writer ever?
i don't think i want to have a husband if he's like my father
" The healthy human mind doesn't wake up thinking this is it's last day on earth, but honestly it's a luxury. A freedom to know you're close to the end. "
- a guy i was talking to (we have a history test tomorrow)
It’s an old tradition that during a leap year women could propose to men. This was usually depicted as old or ugly women trapping men, but some art focused more on the role reversal and could be quite cute.
I have a soft spot in my heart for the last one because it plays on the idea of “undesirable” people, a tall masculine woman and a shy effeminate man, finding each other but instead of mocking them depicts it as sweet that she could finally ask him because he was too shy and insecure to ask her.