If They Ever Ask You About Me Tell Them I Was The Only Person In Your Entire Life Who Ever Loved You

“I can say with certainty that it all started on June 2, 2003. I woke up that day from a very vivid dream. In my dream, two people were having an intense conversation in a meadow in the woods.” - Stephenie Meyer

20 years of Twilight 🩸

"Dark academic?" More like "someone please help me holy shit I can't continue living like this and the only thing keeping me from falling off my rocker is literature."

illicit affairs and clandestine meetings

You know what I liked about snyder’s justice league? That at the end of the day, Batman was about hope and faith. We’re so used to this dark brooding character that they try to portray but Batman is about a little boy wanting to change the world, to try and protect anyone from hurting the way he hurt and for having faith in people and the world to be good. Superman’s symbol may stand for hope, but all of Bruce Wayne stands for it too.

help

You ever just wonder what is even out there? Like most of the people don’t even care, they give more attention to stupid little things like styling hair and following the latest trends (not calling you out btw) but why worry about that when there’s, like, this whole world out there that we have no idea about? The thing is, we don’t even know anything. There could be alternate realities split apart by each choice we make. There could be rips in the universe. Our minds could be floating around in outer space. We have no freaking idea and we choose to live our revolving around the stupidest, most pointless things! Do you hear that? WE. DON’T. KNOW. ANYTHING. And honestly all I want to do right now is figure out. But everyone thinks I’m insane, you know?

If you show me something you've not shown anyone else, tell me secrets you've not told anyone else and take me to places you've not taken anyone else to, best believe I'm going to publish a novel about how beautiful you are.

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In the depth of those words, i intend to write a letter to myself but it came out as a death note instead, i was in awe-destruction. These words carry heavy bricks and burning rage, where should i put it down? I wanted to write about what a fine and a good day looks like but then i remember Van Gogh's saying, 'this sadness will last forever' and so i hold the pen and start pouring blood, spilled on the pages of my dear diary. These kind of stuff happens when you cant pull the trigger. Millions of thoughts written yet none could be able to elucidate the unsaid., it always went down the grave coverted in the dead bones.

- Marium.

The reason I like staying up so late is because between the hours of 12am - 4am, the world is quiet and no one expects anything from me. I can read or write for hours, draw crazy things, write poetry on my wrist. And there are no consequences. I can look at stars and moon for a long time, it’s so calm and relaxing.

if nobody got me i know rue and jules .. Lol nevermind