I love how she almost drops it until she smells it and that flashbulb memory hits.
“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real … Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
Vincent van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890)
I haven’t got it yet, but I’m hunting it and fighting for it, I want something serious, something fresh—something with soul in it! Onward, onward.
SHHHHHHHHHH THE ANGEL IS SLEEPING (｡♥‿♥｡)
I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies.
I haven’t agreed with a tag more
things to love about fall » halloween candy, the colors, hot chocolate, boots, your cozy and warm bed when it’s cold outside, sweaters, chilling in front of a chimney, fall candles
↳ Lydia I’ve had a crush on you since the first grade. And I know that somewhere inside that cold, lifeless exterior, there’s an actual human soul. And I’m also pretty syre that I’m the only one who knows how smart you really are. And once you’re done pretending to be a nitwit, you’ll go off and invent some insane mathematical theorem that wins you the Nobel Prize.
it has been one of my greatest dreams to beat the living shit out of something at least once so god fucking help anybody that ever tries to assault me because i will be brimming with every violent urge that i have ever tucked away in my entire life
The Bath House Workers
That’s why I like you. Do you realize how rare it is to come across a hot girl who creates a adjectival version of the word pedophile? You are so busy being you that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are.