“Come One, Cheer Up, It’s Nearly Christmas.”

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Arp 273 is a pair of interacting galaxies, lying 300 million light years away in the constellation Andromeda. The larger of the spiral galaxies, known as UGC1810, is about five times more massive than the smaller galaxy.

Image credit: NASA/ESA & Hubble

I can’t help but wonder if those possessed in Fear Street were kind of like passengers during their individual sprees. Like they had to watch it all happen and feel everything that was happening to their body but couldn’t actually do anything to stop it. Nobody was strong enough to over come it until Sam briefly managed to near the end of 1666. Like I just keep thinking of Tommy being trapped in his own mind as he massacred his friends and the kids that he was supposed to be looking after.

I cannot pretend anymore, I will burn the world for you if it only means to hold you in my arms for a minute, as my head is softly tucked into your chest. as our heartbeats march in sync towards doom.

I am not meant for this world. I belong in a thick magical forest, filled with woodland elves, fairy rings, old oaks, werewolves howling at the moon, faeries dancing under waterfalls, and unicorns hidden away- only seen by nymphs. I want to live in a cottage surrounded by falling petals. I want fauns to play their flutes from willow trees. I want to hear the sound of dragons roaring through the sky. I want to make a garden for myself, and make a welcome sign to all the woodland creatures to my cottage of love and magic. I just want to live in a fairy tale and leave this world forever.

Sometimes I want to have a library with a secret door that opens when you pull the right book, then I remember that I panic in small places with low airflow and with no ways of scaping

I just wanted you to know that this is me trying.

folklore- taylor swift （ album moodboard ）

a country estate. with portraits and paintings and marble statues. great big dusty libraries filled with worn spines titled with embossed letters. gardens i can take walks around when my existence gets the best of me. flowers, hedges, pathways. nearby lakes. i wanna be rich not to be a modern socialite but to wear corseted dresses and take turns around the room. strawberries and champagnes and sunrises over the rolling hills. petrichor. dew. golden morning sunlight. fresh fruit. love, in every aspect of the word. 

I’m having a hard time accepting death as I remain alive. I watch my loved ones go but where does my love for them go? I feel it leaving me trying to nest in undeserving places. These other people don’t know what to do with it. I feel it trying to return back to me but I cannot keep it, it does not belong to me. It belongs with them, the ones who are already gone. So I let it get swallowed up by the earth, bits of me I will never get back. I am only a fraction, I carry a hidden life by the side of my life.

Dara Karadag

Somewhere, in a dream, I am 15 again. And I am peeling mandarins again in the sun. And I am laughing with my friends in class. And I go on a family trip with my best friend and her family. And we take lots of pictures. And me and my family are laughing together on the driveway at night as it rains. And I taste raspberry jam again for the first time in 10 years. And I try to find constellations in the sky. And in the morning, I have jam and butter sandwiches. And I make fairy bread for my sister. And we chop down the sugarcane from our backyard and chow it down as the juice smears our faces. And we plant roses. And my mum grows a cucumber plant. And the flocks of cockatoos still live near my house. And I take selfies in the sun. And I paint a lot and I write my first piece of poetry and the old suitcases from beneath my bed get moved. And I invite my best friend over and we go by ourselves to the old drain pipe near the stream. And I laugh till my stomach hurts. And I take the newly-washed laundry out into the sun. And suddenly, I am 15 again. And the only thing I want is for life to go on forever.