do your old fandoms ever just come back to you, and you remember how much you love one character, and your just like “I forgot about you for a while but I’m back and I love you too my beautiful baby.”
13 years and they’re still married
believe that my kindness makes me
anything but insurmountable.
I did not unzip my chest to every kind of hurt,
and stagger back, wounded and alive,
just to hear you call me weak for trying.
I opened my door to Heartache—
I gave her the fucking key.
My softness for wayward strangers
has made me nothing less
than a halfway house for aching soles.
So when you open your mouth
and call me ‘baby’
understand that I am not your next victim
in a laundry list of broken girls.
You think I don’t know you? People like you?
People with mouths for hands.
I’ve got skin like topsoil
and your teeth could never take root.
So when you go looking to make a plaything
of a sunburst,
you better look for someone with less fire
Because softness or no,
I will eat you alive
before I let you make a meal of me.
|—||Softness, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)|
Natasha Kanani Janine Kai, Olympic gold medalist.
So a boyband walked onto the Britain’s Got Talent stage and everyone thought they were going to sing One Direction or something typical…and then they sung Stars from Les Miserables.
This is the best thing ever. Just listen to those harmonies <3
when you have a really good idea but don’t know how to do the thing
what if you could meet your celebrity crush but the cost was them knowing everything you’ve ever said about them in your tumblr tags
I relate to this post so much, it’s not even funny. #narniafeels
My Narnia feels are all wound up with my ex-catholic feelings and they’re both so complicated sometimes it feels like I’m trying to untangle twelve balls of yarn that have gotten all tied up in each other.