i’d just like to formally apologize for like… [gestures to all of myself]
marauderzs
a heart divided against itself cannot stand, as they say. You love them both, and it tears you apart
faheys
“Monkey bar,“ Annabeth said. “I’m great at these.” She leaped onto to the first rung and start swinging her way across. She was scared of tiny spiders, but not of plummeting to her death from a set of monkey bars. Go figure.
kylloskywalker
“We’re staying t o g e t h e r,” he promised.
Without you, I lost myself too.
six word story // satisfyingtext (via just-six)
soulgems
queerlove
me: *catches myself being judgmental*
me to me: i did not raise u this way
love is a kind of violence. it is a knife, buried deep into my chest. it is my neck, bared open for you to slit.
so you want love soft? tough. (via wqlves)
This equation is more beautiful than any of my future children will ever be.
High school algebra teacher, on Euler’s Identity (via mathprofessorquotes)
She looked at me, like she was drinking in the fact that I was still here. And I realized I was doing the same thing. The world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive.
Percy Jackson, The Last Olympian (via dmigod)