please, no gang signs

leawrences:

Happy Birthday Andrew Garfield! (August 20th 1983)


dylan o’brien growing a beard 


coconutwishes:

Harry in floral sketch


#one direction    #art    
"

Each time I’m asked to tell about myself, I find myself starting the same way: “My name is Kelsey and I’m nineteen..”
but what I’d really like to say is:
“My name means island of the ships but once
I found a translation that said I’m a burning shipwreck-
not a burning ship but a ship that has caught fire
after the wreckage and well, I’d say that’s more fitting.”

I’ve learned that people don’t have time for about me’s.
They need two things: a name and an indication you’re someone special.

The doctors, they want facts not details.
“I broke my leg when I was three, it’s a funny story actually-“
The right or the left?
Conversation over.

The teachers, they want interests, hobbies.
You’re sad, yes, but what do you like to do?

The adults are a spew of questions.
What school do you go to? What classes are you taking?
What do you plan on becoming? Got a boyfriend?
No, stop.

People my own age are the worst.
“I’m planning on an English degree with a concentration in creative writing.”
Yeah, aren’t we all. So how many times have you, you know,
done it?

I’m pulled apart, my interests travelling highway 2
my goals at a stop light at traffic hour,
my medical history on a billboard for the world to see.
But what about me?

Where’s the chance to say,
“I hang on to fistfuls of poetry like loose change in my pockets,
and I keep waiting for the day that the world turns upside down
so I can swim with the stars.
I’m not afraid of darkness, it’s a loneliness I can empathize with it.
It’s the blackholes like cigarette burns inside of me that get troublesome.
I walk through graveyards and read the dashes between years,
each a story I’ll never know. Sometimes I create my own.”

No wonder none of us know who we are anymore.

"
Kelsey Danielle, “I Was Told to Write an About Me and This is What Happened” (via littlejaw)

#quote    

#ME AS HELL    #holland roden    

phoebes:

mslydiastilinski:

But like this is totally going to be their future right there ladies and gentlemen. "Stiles, the printers broken again." "DAMMIT, I THOUGHT I FIXED IT!" "I told you we should call someone." "Babe, I’m a man! I can do this!" And then they fight like they did back in high school and Lydia ends up fixing the stupid printer herself.


"Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong."
Daughter - Youth

for hiswhiskeybreath


#music    

avengers a to z (a-d e-h i-l m-p q-t u-w x-z)


#marvel    

tatmaslan:

"what do these challenges even need names for" challenge  (2/10) tv shows

-You know, I can’t shake the feeling that at the end of the day I’m gonna be able to go home. And, like, in the morning, when I wake up, there are these few seconds before I realize where I am, and then I do realize, and I can’t breathe. And I wanna cry and throw shit and kill myself. When does that end?
-I’ll let you know.

(Orange Is the New Black)