happy new year i guess

“i forgive you.” / “don’t bother.”

when is a monster not a monster? oh, when you love it.

i make coffee. i pretend i'm in love with the idea of being alive. i make a point not to stare at the knives sitting on the counter top by the stove.

i don’t have a bank account i just do deals with the local crows

does anyone wanna come over and put me out of my misery perhaps

He needed to tell her … what? That she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. That he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn’t pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her.

wait for me. only a while. i will be fine. i'll get used to this. i'm really good at enduring pain. if you are beside me，i can endure the pain. if you leave， then … i really can't stand it.

when she messed up the lyrics

oh god, if it's possible for me to be reborn, i hope to become a kid who is loved.

…Well. Hello.

better a monster than an arrogant god.

he was nothing but a wandering stray. a stray who was forever searching for a place where he could curl up, a place to call 'home.' he spent fifteen years searching and was still unable to find it.

“What’s the easiest way to steal a man’s wallet?” “Knife to the throat?” asked Inej. “Gun to the back?” said Jesper. “Poison in his cup?” suggested Nina. “You’re all horrible,” said Matthias.

i love water， but i cannot swim. what a tragic way of saying i love you， but i cannot survive you.

i'm not a good person. ask anyone who knows me. i'm mean and bitter and a failure at everything that i say. i believe i'm not a good person.

I know that I am just a kid, but even I know that the new york city libraries need to keep their funding. Save the NYPL #NoCutsToLibraries

Sorry for the absence, I've been shitting