Ok But Life Is Too Short To Even Really Care. I Am Embracing Shamelessness Until Shame Does Not Exist

"I can fix him" You can't even fix your sleep schedule bestie

hades explaining that he’s the god of the dead, not the god of death

Bodyparts are falling from the sky

An I'm trying to piece you together

I can't seem to find the parts that fit

Sometimes you're too small, or too big

But I try relentlessly to build your body

Don't even realize it's a monster I've created

It doesn't have your smile, darling

It's my fault probably, but I swear I'm trying

So I'll just redo it again, and again

Until my hands are bleeding,

And my eyes are blinded from the building

And I collapse on the chest of the monsters I've created.

“Im hangry” the hell is that.

i love when i pull up a google doc and type poetry in it at 3am thinking im having a moment of inspired genius and i look at it the next day and its the stupidest shit i have literally ever read

(felt like writing shitty poetry today)

Meeting him again

And now I'm in the woods

The sun is burning my cheeks

I feel your presence

You're a shadow, you're a tree.

You are everything there

But you are also nothing

I feel your presence

And I'm there, barefooted and running.

So much time have passed

And I still miss you, till this day

I feel your presence

Maybe I found peace.

just some of the the changes in design for the Penguin Symbol on old Penguin Paperbacks 

Måneskin being complete ICONS by basically saying fuck the polish government 🌈

If you’re not noticed, you’re still valid.