Thanks Spotify For Making The Concept Of Daylist, I Discovered Really Cool Artists Recently.

i love wholesome moments with other people. happens for only one reason which is making your day 10 times better lol. thank you random cute guy for breaking that silence and making a nice little joke when we ended up walking side by side at the same pace even when we tried to go infront of each other. i wish God will make us meet again

Trip to Rome

I believe it's my third time reading The Secret History and every time I YEARN for the Rome trip. I wanna read about them going around sightseeing and Bunny complaining and I want 5 pages long descriptions of their hotel room and the street.

I need fanfics to survive

Only forty days left, and it'll be the end of a journey. New stage of life, new environment, new me.

I workerd hard all year, and i definitely reduced the amount of hours I study, but I'll be okay, I'll be the best.

The Greek Class didn't destroy Richard, he brought that on himself.

He chose to be destroyed and I am sure a part of him wanted to be.

He's the type of person who wants to be different, to be admired, to be apart from normal people.

That's why he tried to get in the Greek class in the first place even when Julian rejected him ounce, he wanted to be with the elites, to be exclusive.

Richard does show remorse for his actions at times but that doesn't mean he didn't find it thrilling.

He wanted an adventure, to see a tragedy, to be part of something dramatic and exciting. He was bored in his little town, around distant parents and normal friends.

He has always felt like he was above other people and he does look down on others who don't understand or follow his ideals.

His idolization of the Greek class is the reason he got destroyed, he was blinded by the opportunity to be included and accepted by them that he didn't look back at the mistakes he made for them.

Richard's story is a cautionary tale about foregoing your sanity and ethics for a broken, one sided friendship. They used him again and again, he did everything for them. Never questioning what he was really doing.

In the end, he was never a part of their group.

He was just there.

Danez Smith, from "summer, somewhere"

Everyday I stumble on beautiful parts of this book which makes me fall in love with it even more.. i found this passage really sad..

rip henry winter you wouldve HATED mobile phones and social media .

like seeing an ipad kid would genuinely give him an aneurysm

Happy birthday to me 🎂

I'm fine (writes a poem related to death)