we are but mortals

4196 notes, 13 hours ago via andsambergs, originally from fassyy
"I could be drunk, nearing an inevitable unconsciousness –
where all of my senses begin to go numb,
and you would still make me feel everything.
I could be unsure about everything else,
except for the fact that I belong wherever you exist.
And even before my vision begins to blur,
you would still be the only one I choose to see.
And if I were granted the privilege of only holding onto
a single memory for my keepsake from this entire night,
it would be the moment your lips collide with mine
right before you flawlessly move over me,
and whisper that you love me as if it were
a secret you could never trust upon anyone else."
- Connotativewords | jl | Sober Love
- it means no memories, for the rest of the night   


the best things in life have the most calories



"Your dress is too short."

Thanks, the designer used your dick for inspiration.


Repairing and repainting an old frame #art

A woman who hates you is playing the pianoforte.

You have five hundred a year. From who? Five hundred what? No one knows. No one cares. You have it. It’s yours. Every year. All five hundred of it.

A charming man attempts to flirt with you. This is terrible.

You are in a garden, and you are astonished.

the boy and the girl do not have a conversation
love does not exist
you're going to die some day


Is it time to rename “dystopian lit” as “realistic fiction” yet


it’s time for leo dicaprio to give up on his acting career and open a coffee shop called Leonardo DiCappuccino 

"Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind."
- William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream



i had a dream last night that i was working at starbucks and steve rogers walked in and ordered an iced americano and i said “one iced americano for the iced americano" and then i woke myself up by laughing too hard at my own joke