sweet serial killer, i left a love note
Emma, france, eighteen, dreamer, always in love, INFJ, Gryffindor / Ravenclaw / Slytherin, Erudite, House Tyrell (or Martell) + the hunger games, harry potter, game of thrones : multifandom {...}

blazepress:

These are pictures of different dried human tears. Grief, laughter, onion and change. Each type has a different chemical makeup which makes them appear different.

blazepress:

These are pictures of different dried human tears. Grief, laughter, onion and change. Each type has a different chemical makeup which makes them appear different.

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You have to be odd to be number one.

Dr. Seuss

This changed me

(via revesdeamour)

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Down on the West Coast, they love their movies

Their golden gods, and rock and roll groupies

And you’ve got the music, you’ve got the music in you,

don’t you?

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anniesscreams:

""i don’t know where he ends and i begin"" that’s YA lit code for sex

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sanshastark:

“At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead.The hard thing is finding the courage to do it.”

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You were red. You liked me cause I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you.
i read this 12 times  (via bodv)
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oh god i’m in a gossip girl mood

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It was my arrow, aimed at the chink in the force field surrounding the arena, that brought on this firestorm of retribution. That sent the whole country of Panem into chaos.
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I wish I hadn’t shown you the darkest parts of me.
I Would Take it All Back (#616: July 21, 2014)
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guys i’m leaving for my boarding school tomorrow and i won’t have wifi (yeah tell me about it) so i won’t post much you know

ilyyyyyyy

Hermione launched herself forwards and started punching every inch of him that she could reach.

'Ouch — ow — gerroff! What the — ? Hermione — OW!'

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Forest of Dean. I came here once with Mum and Dad. That was years ago. It’s just how I remember it. The trees, the river, everything. Like nothing’s changed… Not true of course, everything’s changed. If I brought them back here now, they’d probably not recognize any of it. Not the trees, not the river… not even me. 

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I wish I were a poet.

…the vast majority of the universe is composed of dark matter. The fragile balance depends on things we’ll never be able to see, hear, smell, taste, or touch. Life itself depends on them.
What’s real? What isn’t real?
Maybe those aren’t the right questions to be asking.
What does life depend on?

I wish I had made things for life to depend on.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via hellanne)
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it is our choices that show who we truly are, far more than our abilities

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