“i Want You To Know, I Will Love You As Long As I Breathe.”

summer in georgia, s.n

My brain won’t work and I am going to lose it

i've come to realize there are only two kinds of tragedies: preventable and inevitable. preventable tragedies are the kind where everything could have maybe worked out if only. if only romeo had gotten the second letter. if only juliet had woken up earlier. if only creon had changed his mind about antigone sooner. if only orpheus hadn't turned around.

inevitable tragedies are the kind where everything was always going to end terribly. of course macbeth gets deposed, he murdered his way to the throne. of course oedipus goes mad, he married his own mother. of course achilles dies in the war, he had to fulfill the prophecy in order to avenge his lover.

both kinds have their merits. the first is more emotionally impactful, letting the audience cling to hope until the very end, when it's snatched away all at once leaving nothing but a void. the second is more thematically resonant, tracking an inherent fatal flaw in its hero to a natural and understandable conclusion, making it abundantly clear why everything has to happen the way it does.

soft in the middle, shelby eileen // 14 lines from love letters or suicide notes, david “doc” luben

Lottie Matthew’s is indeed that father you didn’t want who stepped up (seriously, Shauna hide your babies Lottie wants to raise them)

He got used to burying people a long time ago.

(Or, Javi wears his dog tags every time he goes out chasing, it means nothing (it means everything.)

We are witnessing the grotesque reality of the martyred Palestinians and thousands of their massacred children being written off as mere afterthoughts. The way western media outlets steadfastly refuse to call the Israeli aggression and onslaught for what it is, which is genocide and ethnic cleansing, is just another way of dehumanizing Palestinians. 

Unethical polyamory not in the sense that the partners aren't consenting to multiple relationships but in the sense that they kill people as a group

i love Spotify playlists with everything I have

addy would breathe in and out and it wouldn't hurt ..

Yall im about to write the angstiest obx fic ever, im making the season 4 ending so much worse

Hehe

“It’s dark when they bury JJ. It’s dark when there’s a sharp pain in her lower stomach and Sarah knows, right down to her bones, what’s happening. They should never have gotten used to good things.”