eonswithyou
In peace, may you leave the shore. In love, may you find the next. Safe passage on your travels, Until our final journey to the ground. May we meet again.
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Favorite Otps/Pairings: Max Richman & Zoey Clarke (Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist) “I was spending too much of my life hiding behind a computer screen. And the universe was trying to tell me it was time to look up."
All of Simon’s songs to Zoey being ultimately about himself (If I stay I’ll be in trouble, I get jealous of other people you’re with, even though you’re in the other room I’m still preoccupied with my own problems) vs. All of Max’s songs to Zoey about loving her unconditionally and wanting to make her happy (even ones like Bye Bye Bye, with “I loved you endlessly/but you weren’t there for me”) I’m actually melting inside somebody hold me BACK
Make Me Choose: anonymous asked Max x Zoey or Simon x Zoey
"are you team green or team black on house of the drago-" i'm on the girls team. all the women on the show deserve to be picked up and transported to a place far far away from the pathetic little men on this show. all of the girls are valid and right. i will defend all of them to the death
May Calamawy as LAYLA EL-FAOULY MOON KNIGHT S01E03 - ’The Friendly Type’
#married
Greta Thunberg
Guardian News: “‘You have stolen my dreams and my childhood with your empty words,’ climate activist Greta Thunberg has told world leaders at the 2019 UN climate action summit in New York.”
‘ID: excerpt from ‘Mayakovsky” a poem by Frank O’Hara
“Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again,”]
did april even………………………happen
If you hate on Iris West/Candice Patton you’re a loser.
my eyes change colour depending on my swag levels. they are the darkest brown when my swag levels are at a maximum. i have never seen them change
all i see is veronica being there for most of the characters and almost no one there for her. veronica lodge deserves better
What they say: I'm fine.
What they mean: Veronica Lodge is just someone who's trying to do better and be better and every time she takes a step forward she's brought right back by her fathers illegal and horrible actions. She tried to help Ethel in her time of need while no one else would. She made her feel at home with her family and provided some new friends for her to hang out with to cheer her up. She gets constantly judged for who her father is and is still pure enough to apologize for something she didn't do, and should not be apologizing for. She stood there and listened to someone say horrible things about her when she had absolutely nothing to do with any of it and yet she still only blamed herself. She was courageous enough to stand up against her father, and decided to not be defined by her fathers money anymore. She's a ray of sunshine that deserves all the hugs in the world.
“Your mother did not raise you with a wolf in your chest so you could howl over losing a man.”
read this on here today and i haven’t stopped thinking about this quote since (via pluiedem)
There are so many things I wish we’d done together; eating oranges freshly plucked from the trees in Nice, dancing under the stars at the Louvre.
for twenty-year-olds who have never been loved
All of a sudden two decades have passed and you still have not kissed anyone with tongue, or kissed anyone at all for that matter, or had a 3 AM conversation with someone who would rather look into your eyes for ten minutes straight than talk. You have never worn a lover’s sweater or “forgotten” it at home in your bedroom just so you would have an excuse to see them again. You have never even stood face-to-face with someone who makes your hands shake so hard it feels like they’re both having a separate anxiety attack.
This causes you much guilt and self-blame and sadness but above all, an overwhelming curiosity. Are you really that ugly, that unwanted, that uninteresting, that boring, that no one, absolutely no one, has ever looked at you like the only thing on earth?
The answer is no. The better answer is that someone out there, somewhere in the world, is “wondering what it’s like to meet someone like you,” and they have two decades worth of love stored in their veins like a shoot-‘em-up drug, and they’re just about ready to inject it into someone else’s bloodstream. All you have to do is roll up your sleeves and wait for it to happen.
At times you felt so lonely you could stand at the edge of a cliff with nothing beneath you but air and grass and a long, long way down, and you’d still feel emptier than that canyon itself. Maybe you even danced with yourself alone in your room a few times, arms outstretched around a ghost, pretending someone else’s hands were on your waist, someone else’s eyes boring into yours.
Or maybe you fell temporarily in love with strangers on public transportation, fell in love with anybody who so much as accidentally brushed your hand on the way past. For you, falling in love with dozens of people a day was a coping mechanism for not having anyone to love you in return. But people are not eggs and falling in love with a dozen of them does not mean your shell will remain uncracked. One day you’re going to hit the point where you’re so desperate for human contact that you’re going to snap in half and all your love will bleed out like egg yolk.
But someone out there is eating a bowl of Ramen noodles right now, or putting on slippers, or settling into bed. They are doing all the normal things that you’ve done in your own life. They are just like you. They have cellulite and extra fat in all the wrong places and goals and fears and doubts and bad handwriting.
The truth is that they are just like you, and being just like you, they’re looking for a lover too. They’re what you might call a soulmate.
They think they’re all alone in feeling the way they do, but you’re really both two halves of a whole.
And one day you’ll meet them, bump into them on the street, and your two halves will be put together, and you’ll make one.
