I’m a Catholic whore currently enjoying congress out of wedlock with my black Jewish boyfriend who works at a military abortion clinic so, Hail Satan and have a lovely afternoon madam.
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“Two and a half years later, we sit across from each other. How are you? You ask. Well. I say. What I want to say is: I don’t really know what I’m doing here. Or, rather, you haven’t changed a bit. Or, you look exactly the same as on the day you left. I am stuck between keeping my distance and treating you the way I used to. Letting down my guard completely. It is so easy to slip into. But I could never do it if you didn’t do the same. We swap stories; updates. Everything seems so superficial. I don’t dare ask if these days you are happy. Though, I hope that you are. I tell you that I’m moving to a different city next month. You comment on the different colour of my hair. I don’t tell you that sometimes I still think about the way that you left. That it still colours my relationships; that I still worry that some happinesses are too good to be true. You tell me that your parents are getting divorced. You’ve finally realised that love never lasts. I don’t say anything. I have no evidence to the contrary. Yet, after a while, I say I think you’re wrong. You shrug your shoulders and let it fill the silence. Once, we would have argued for hours. As you stand to leave, I realise that I am no longer in love with you. I no longer know you. You are a stranger in a familiar body. And yet I do not recognise your hands. If you touched me now, I do not know whether it would feel like fire or ice. Maybe both. Maybe neither.”
— Sue Zhao // Meeting somebody you loved after a long time
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elizabeth swan and will turner are actually SO romance in the first movie and not enough people acknowledged this because the early 2000s were the age of the edgelords who only valued jack sparrow’s moral ambiguity and that is the TRUTH
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november, u’ve given birth to wonderful children
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all of henry viii’s wives deserved better. their husband was a piece of shit and most of them have been made to look like whores or bitches when in reality most of them were in pressured into marry him and suffered abuse at the hands of a monster who was willing to murder and destroy the lives of women he supposedly loved simply to get what he wanted
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I’m posting this on tumblr mobile while I still can
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“My body, my choice” only makes sense when someone else’s life isn’t at stake.
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“Besides, the world isn’t split into good people and Death Eaters. We’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are.”
Happy Birthday Sirius Black (3rd of November)
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Sirius was a brave, clever, and energetic man, and such men are not usually content to sit at home in hiding while they believe others to be in danger.
Happy Birthday Sirius Black (b. 3 November, 1959) ♥
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those badass RvB females? yeah they’re pretty great
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I’ve been on Tumblr long enough that I’m like 90 percent sure there are people still following me from the 2013-2014 boom days who’ve just changed their icons and their blog focus and their url and now I only have the general sensation that I know them for? reasons??? but no idea why
it is Disconcerting
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♡ follow for more roosterteeth aesthetic ♡
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Dark and difficult times lie ahead. Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy.
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