no you arent “feral” you have a 100$ kanken backpack with voltron pins
I don’t know whether to be more disappointed with someone trying to gatekeep the word “feral” or thinking that someone who wears Voltron pins doesn’t qualify for it.
no you arent “feral” you have a 100$ kanken backpack with voltron pins
I don’t know whether to be more disappointed with someone trying to gatekeep the word “feral” or thinking that someone who wears Voltron pins doesn’t qualify for it.
I still wonder if this person knows that they wrote the funniest reply on all existence of mankind
when beach house said “i’ll take care of you, if you ask me to, i’ll take care of you, that’s true.” and when euripides wrote “i’ll take care of you.” “it’s rotten work.” “not to me. not if it’s you.” and mitski said “i will take good care of you, everything you feel is good.” and joni mitchell said “all i really want our love to do is to bring out the best in me, and in you, too, i want to talk to you, i want to shampoo you, i want to renew you again and again.” and
aries:
Wild women don’t get the blues But I find that Lately I’ve been crying like a tall child
So please, hurry, leave me, I can’t breathe Please don’t say you love me Mune ga hachikire-sōde
taurus:
And I’m the idiot with the painted face In the corner, taking up space But when he walks in, I am loved, I am loved
gemini:
And I Say your name In hopes you’ll hear it in the stars
And carry me out Carry me out
cancer:
I will take good care of you I will take good care of you Everything you feel is good If you would only let you I will wash your hair at night And dry it off with care I will see your body bare And still I will live here
leo:
I glow pink in the night in my room I’ve been blossoming alone over you And I hear my heart breaking tonight I hear my heart breaking tonight Do you hear it too?
virgo: Baby, will you kiss me already, and Toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart Baby, bang it up inside
Baby, though I’ve closed my eyes I know who you pretend I am I know who you pretend I am
libra:
I could stare at your back all day I could stare at your back all day And I know I’ve kissed you before, but I didn’t do it right
Can I try again, try again, try again Try again, and again, and again And again, and again, and again?
scorpio:
You’re growing tired of me You love me so hard and I still can’t sleep You’re growing tired of me And all the things I don’t talk about
sagittarius:
I didn’t know I had a dream I didn’t know until I saw you So would you tell me if you want me? ‘Cause I can’t move until you show me
capricorn:
It would be a hundred times easier If we were young again But as it is and it is We’re just two slow dancers, last ones out We’re two slow dancers, last ones out
aquarius:
My God, I’m so lonely So I open the window To hear sounds of people To hear sounds of people
pisces:
I steal a few breaths from the world for a minute And then I’ll be nothing forever And all of my memories And all of the things I have seen will be gone
we get onto a relationship through tumblr and i reblog every lovecore post i see and tag it with your name before we break up after a month because i kept making edgy hello kitty edits when you didn’t reply to my texts within 5 minutes & i put that people cant follow me if theyre mutuals with you in my bio ASMR
Fandom: Fire Emblem: Three Houses Pairing: Dimitri/MByleth Words: 4477 Rating: E Notes: Postgame; romantic conflict; political drama; secret relationship Summary:
The King and the Archbishop were fairly close as they were since the King’s Academy days; King Dimitri would often make the long journey from Fhirdiad to Garreg Mach only to see his old friend. But rumors grow, and they spread fast like fire in a field; and so gossip surrounding the true nature of the relationship between the King and the Archbishop soon began to arise.
Secret relationship AU wherein (M)Byleth and Dimitri are unable to marry due to their respective positions.
if you see me wandering the windswept moors and highlands in nothing but a nightgown plastered to my skin with rain, wailing and wringing my hands as i stumble over the already mud-trodden hem, i ask that you do NOT approach. i will be FINE. i just need to work through some stuff & be dramatic first. please respect that.
