water is wet
the sun is hot
leaves are green
I suffer from social anxiety and depression. I have been clean from self-harm for almost a year.
WHAT IS THE FUCKING POINT
YOU COULD BE A FUCKING BADASS DRAGON THAT’S THE POINT
"I AM A CREATURE OF DARKNESS" "oh hey sabrina."
I guess the point is that you could shapeshift into the body you always thought you’d grow into when you were a kid
taller, shorter, slimmer, more muscular, purple hair, tattoos everywhere, tattoos nowhere,
every single shoe would fit you every single time you tried it on, every single article of clothing would fit your perfectly, all you have to do is transform slightly, you’d never run out of ‘your size’ again
and you wouldn’t have to work for it at all, and you’d never be limitted by your bone structure or something. You could just transform at will.
I don’t see how this is much of a downside
When you turn into a sixty story tentacle demon and terrorize a city you want to get the credit you deserve
Oh man that would be so sweet. I could be an annoying fuck as an insect or something but you couldn’t kill me because everyone would know
That’s great but have you considered
~stretching to reach stuff and shrinking to fit through spaces
College in two sentences or less.
I love how it’s not something like “wear something smart”. It’s just like “wear something”.
this is so fucking cute get out of my face
You saw it ladies and gentleman, proof.
wake up america
if I ever see a girl in public who is clearly going for something really bold with her look (crazy hair, makeup, outfit) and looks like she’s maybe uncomfortable or nervous about rocking it, I make sure to go up to her and tell her she looks fierce. It took a lot of courage to go out like that and somebody ought to notice.
changes lives. be sure to do that at least once a day.
you’re the type of person this world needs
I love kissing.
I love the awkward eye contact before the kiss not knowing if you should go for it or not but once they do it’s perfect.
When they grab your face and when your lips meet.
I love the smiles between and laughing when something stupid happens.
I love how your hands start of in an innocent position and the more you kiss the further they wander.
I just love kissing so much.
John Green is walking down his patio, and the wooden step breaks, and he falls right through.
The Fault in our Stairs, chapter 1.
John Green is sitting at a pub, having asked for a beer over an hour ago. He still hasn’t received it.
The Fault in our Bars, chapter 1
John Green’s 8th visit to the mechanics this month and his ride is still making a rattling noise
The Fault in our Cars, chapter 1