at my funeral, the audience will watch my favourite comfort movie and whoever checks their phone first gets disinherited.

“i wish there was a movie like dead poets society that wasnt so sad :(“ um there is? it’s called school of rock

Dancing around your room to music in the middle of the night is the ultimate form of self care

theyre not my problems they're our problems bestie

drug of choice? english teachers complimenting my writing.

oh you’re a writer? how’s doing everything you can to avoid writing going?

Actually I love finding gay subtext in things, it’s like seeing gay shrimp colours and straight people are never going to experience it

I just want to sit in front of the ocean for a little while and listen to my comfort playlist.

i hope i am not just a tumblr account to you but someone who you’d decay in an ancient forest with

i’ve never been asked to fake date and honestly, so disappointing

Shout out to all the notes-app poems, love letters, secrets, novels, diary entries, bucket lists and lyrics that were hurredly typed into people’s phones at 3am and then hidden from the world and forgotten. Maybe one day you’ll open the app and laugh at how pretentious you were, or maybe you’ll smile at that part of yourself that noone else saw

“Love isn’t soft, like those poets say. Love has teeth which bite and the wounds never close.”

Stephen King

I'm once again fighting the urge to fake my death and move to a small city and open a little florist shop or cafe filled with books

i wanna marry someone who makes me feel like i'm at an art museum, or a library, or a concert, all at once, art all around me. only that the person is the art i stare at

so i was reading outside today and no one appeared at my side and fell in love with me. little fed up tbh

the inherent romanticism of someone leaning their head on your shoulder

chaotic academia, pinterest

i hate all the people who go like "ohh van gogh is overrated" or "you just like van gogh cause it's popular". yeah? so what? can't i like stuff that a lot of people like? can't you admit that dude is an amazing painter and deserves every single fucking ounce of recognition? shut up, please. i'm falling in love with the starry night all over again wheter you find that good or not, bitch

These sounded poetic together :)