I’m Having A Hard Time Accepting Death As I Remain Alive. I Watch My Loved Ones Go But Where Does My

why are we taught that the best love we can get is romantic love? finding our soulmate. why is that our uncouncious purpose in life?

we are ignoring small loves

loving the stars. loving the wind. the songs played by birds in the forest. the rainbow. the waves. the moment we realize we drew a smile on a stranger's face. or when we feel understood. listening to our favorite song as we dance in the rain. standing in silence with a person we feel most comfortable with and realizing words aren't everything...

"love is everywhere". that's what we should hope to find.

Name moodboard for Diana Requested by @d14n4ol

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

I really cant wait to read a scene from Cassians perspective when he watches Nesta interact with or care for illyrian children. Like this should be canon at this point. I want his future to flash before his eyes, his bro-varies to tingle and that same joy feysand felt when they discovered who the bone Carver was.

As pessoas querem justificar/julgar o amor entre duas pessoas do mesmo sexo usando religião, biologia, filosofia, sociologia, história, física, química, português, inglês, matemática, espanhol, arte, astrologia […] Amor é amor, ninguém explica o amor.

— Amor, sublime amor.

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.

“Come one, cheer up, it’s nearly Christmas.”

i know we all go feral over coney island but GENUINELY. some lightening bolt of creativity shot down from the skies and joined these powerhouse artists together so that they could craft a perfect melody and prose that makes my bones ache and my heart break and my eyes well up and my soul leave my body. i think about the second verse at least once a day. it is a revelation every single time that i listen to them harmonise "a universe away". i understand something deep within myself in the closing chorus when i hear them sing "the sight that flashed before me was your face/when the sun goes down". they truly captured something poignant and fundamental and human and every single piece of praise that people give it is more than well deserved

can we go back to at least 200 years ago when there was no smart phone or even telephone and writing letters was the only way to connect to other people in other places ? i'm not saying these because it's romantic or aesthetic. i'm just tired of those "why it took you an hour to answer me ?"s and those "why did you decline my call ?"s. i just wanna ignore people for a whole month and just say the post office had some problems.

Call me by your name (2017) dir. Luca Guadagnino