Just lurking around thehungergames tag and writing more fanfiction.
Is it weird that I feel more creative than I have in months.
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(via just-insanity)
I think you guys would laugh if you knew how big of a crush I had on this dude as a kid
I’m still crushing on him.
(Source: memoryfromadream)
Just lurking around thehungergames tag and writing more fanfiction.
Is it weird that I feel more creative than I have in months.
[I had a choice of whether to finish my homework, or do this. Guess which I chose?]
A rectangle of mottled light plays across my bed. The train has been moving westward all afternoon and into the night, and the trees that grow in stretches alongside the track fascinate me. I hold out my hand, and watch the shadows of leaves against moonlight speckle my fingers. I’d never seen a tree before we began speeding toward the Capitol.
I see the glass half full… but of poison.
Love this tutorial for creating temporary pastel chalk streaks in your hair by The Beauty Department. Definitely will be trying this out!
My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you – I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again – my Life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving – I should be exquisitely miserable without the hope of soon seeing you … I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion – I have shudder’d at it – I shudder no more – I could be martyr’d for my Religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that – I could die for you.
(Source: old-dances, via lovelygirl-)
Part Three, technically.
(Source: thesweetestasylum, via just-insanity)
thespiders asked: PENIS.
STOP THAT.
“The unreal is more powerful than the real, because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on.” Chuck Palahniuk

Which Hogwarts house will you be sorted into?