‘we need to talk about the brat summer to demure fall pipeline’ i know this is all just for fun but how does it feel to have your sense of self just tossing in the wind like a lost plastic bag
manic (gansey) pixie (blue) dream (ronan) girl (adam)
the only person who has ever understood music might be sufjan stevens in 2006
Goldfinch on Donna Tartt's The Goldfinch
happy my mother said I could be anything I wanted but I chose to live monday
losing my mind over googling "what do you do if someone recognizes you" and google autocompleted with "in patterns of everything"
whatever. your favourite band didn’t even pick the title of an angela carter short story as their name. or reference your favourite line from the haunting of hill house by shirley jackson in one of their songs. or write delicious things. or silk. or don’t delete the kisses. well mine did.
another day of thinking about jeff buckley calling nusrat fateh ali khan his 'elvis'
actually no, we're not "dating". we're bound together for infinity. like the stars. so, fuck you, actually.
rip james potter and sirius black you would’ve loved watching the paris olympics
me, staring at the Moon, almost every night: I love you, I really do.