To Me, Love Is Like Light. You Can Go To It When You Feel Lost. And The Way It Wraps Around You Like

boys in skirts with flamethrowers. you agree. reblog.

my friend and i simping over a person they saw at the airport:

To K, I know you're mad at me. I did something wrong and i apologize sincerely. I cannot afford to lose you. You are my person, my world, my everything. You're the only person I'm willing to change for. You are the moon to my sun. The stars to my sky. I depend on you to get me through. You, and your lovely eyes. You and the languages you speak. How the r's roll of your tongue, the way your accent sometimes slips and I'm brought back to the good days of before. You and your bright smile. That smile you show with no others is what made me keep going. When I thought there was no purpose to my persona, I thought of that smile you share with me and i kept on fighting. I fought countless times for you, to keep you. I do not want you to become another person i lose. I love you so dearly. I wake up every day and the first thing I think of is how to make you happy that day. I knew, the day i walked through that door. I knew i was about to meet someone special. Someone who would someday be the cause of my joy, my pains, my regrets,my sorrow. I knew who you would become that day i walked through the door. But I didn't care. I pushed you aside and thought of other things. It wasn't until 4 years after that i realized who you were to me. I knew, the day i walked through that door and i saw your face again, that day i fell in love for the first time in my life. That day you became my best friend, my partner in crime. You recieved the title of my first love. I pushed my feelings aside in fear that it would ruin the dynamic we had. But then, as always, all my feelings fall through and that was that. You knew. We chose to ignore it supposedly, but it did not work. I still feel this way. I write to you to let you know that i have waited. I will wait forever if it means i get to be the person you love. And with that, i bid you adeu.

-with deepest regrets,

I.M.C

Also, I need suggestions for new fics, preferably in Ao3

James: Goodnight!

Peter: Sleep tight.

Sirius: Don't let the bedbugs--

Remus: --crawl into your ear and whisper threatening things that make you question yourself.

James, Peter, and Sirius:

Sirius: Moony, what the fuck?

How do you deal with your parents manipulation. How do you deal with awful ex-friends who shit in you for being who you are? How do you deal with knowing every fucking day that you will never again be able to regain the days you lost laying in bed, feeling like you want to die but knowing you can't? How do you deal with the person you love, bullying you and pretending to care about your mental health when really, they're the reason you want to die? How do you deal with being invalidated all the fucking time because of something you can't control? How do you deal with not understanding what or who you are because your parents never cared to take you to get checked? How do you deal with the constant urge to cut your hair as short as you can, and wearing three fucking sports bras with two undershirts and a hot hoodie, just to feel like a guy? How do you deal with knowing you used to have the world and now you just have objects? How do you deal with feeling like you don't have a family because none of them have ever cared to ask who you were? How do you deal with having to listen to music at full volume on your headphones because your mother and your sister are fighting? How do you deal with feeling like a burden to everyone?

i forgot to post my trans rights readathon list!

I'll post another of all the books I finish when the week is up

So I think I found out where the Black family got their inspiration to marry onto themselves, you see

*turns spinny chair around halfway to look at you*

The Greek gods and goddesses used to be 12, until they decided to start marrying their siblings, therefore breeding themselves wrongly.

Sorry I can’t hangout tonight I’m due to descend into madness

Okay but like imagine Remus reading during a thunderstorm and Sirius coming up to him like "watcha doin?" And Remus staring at him thinking "Holy shit I never knew pads looked so hot during a thunderstorm" and the Sirius staring back thinking it was a staring contest