In All Seriousness, TSATS's Lack Of Reference To Hazel, Reyna, And Jason Infuriates Me.

I already finished the book, and i love it. I love nico di angelo, i love will solace, i love their interactions. The only thing i cannot accept REYNA WAS NEVER EVEN MENTIONED!

Like how the fuck??????????? In the last book, nico and reyna literally had a kind of sibling-relationship. So where the fuck is she???? I liked the conversation with piper, but if it had been reyna>>>>>>

And i know it’s like part of the plot, but Reyna is aroace, and also had a crush (for a while) on jason, soooooooo?

You know whats better than sex? Falling in love with a fictional character, but not the kind of romantic love, but the kind of love that you just love them because you’re completely sure they would understand you, that you see yourself in them, the kind of love where you imagine with them late night drive, late night talks, those characters you know you could talk and talk and talk about everything, and they’ll love you for that and you’ll love them. You just know you could relate to each other, and understand each other. Maybe even have similar tastes in music or movies

Part of getting older is realizing how absolutely insane it is that basically every form of media is constantly trying to convince us that the most interesting moments of the lived human experience are happening in HIGH SCHOOL…… girl who gives a flying fuck what 16 year olds are doing.

anxiety is so weird like why is my mental illness in my stomach

literally nothing makes me happier that no one would ever know this account exist

“And then in the worst moment I hope there is someone holding my hand and say everything will be okay.”

— Thoughtkick

just learned that humans might have evolved smaller pupils and irises/more whites of our eyes so that it's easier for other humans to tell where we're looking as a way of communicating sudden threats. and now i'm thinking of every time i have been frantically giving my friend a Look to get out of an uncomfortable situation (or been on the receiving end). still using it to communicate sudden threats only this time his name is kyle

i love it when a new month begins and the tumblr girlies start posting poem excerpts about current month

“Last words of a shooting star” is such a personal song :(

The urge to always be pretty, and mostly, to die in a poetic way. The good thing is everything can be poetic if you’re sensible enough