#relatable

we need sluttier music…..

Margaret Atwood, from “November”, Selected Poems, 1965-1975

@fandomaestheticnet​ gtktm » favourite ship

He grinned. “Don’t tell me you’d miss me.” Zoya looked away again. “I suppose the world would be less interesting without you in it. I wouldn’t let myself be drowned in amber for just anyone, you know.” “I’m touched,” he said. And he was. It was the closest thing to a compliment she’d ever given him.

@booksociety’s villains and antiheroes event: the folk of the air trilogy by holly black

“the three of you have one solution to every problem. murder. no key fits every lock. someone tries to betray the high king, murder. someone gives you a harsh look, murder. someone disrespects you, murder. someone ruins your laundry, murder.”

being a woman is like you have too many eyes and too many voices and none of them are yours

in addition to the fact that people just have different natural rhythms, a big reason why we can’t seem to go to bed as early as we “should” is that nighttime is, for many of us, our safest and most fulfilling time of day. we don’t have to work, we won’t be contacted by bosses or insurance companies or collection agencies or other suffocating life business… we’re likely only to be contacted by our friends, or by no one at all. night time is release; it’s ours. we can rest or recreate. we can do things we actually want to do. who would choose to cut that short?? just to usher in the next morning when our lives are not our own again? nighttime is precious and nothing could be more normal than the desire to embrace this

tired of your boring old regular depression? try DOUBLE DEPRESSION

INDIANA JONES AND THE RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK 1981 | dir. Steven Spielberg

Funky concept - your height reversed is how tall you’d be as a cryptid/fantasy creature   ✌️

Mohtz on Society6

oh to be a small loaf of bread cooling on a windowsill

you: stranger things season 2 me, an intellectual: strangerer things