Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
Kurt Vonnegut (via therandomactorg)


And if there’s no tomorrow and all we have is here and now
I’m happy just to have you


SGA rewatch 2k14 - ♥P♥i♥z♥z♥a♥

This is one of my favorite moment! So them!



Teen Wolf AU: In which Derek loses his memory. 

uhmmmmm I love this.  I’ve read approximately eleven hundred stories where Stiles loses his memory and Derek is a big dumbo who stands in the corner and stares at him unblinkingly until he remembers again.  WHICH I LOVE, DON’T GET ME WRONG, but I need this story now, the story where Derek loses everything, loses Stiles, and Stiles kind of bows out, forbids everyone from telling Derek, but there’s little clues—Derek’s not stupid, not entirely.  His bed doesn’t smell solely of him, his pack is awkward about things, leaving the spot next to Stiles open, the passenger seat of the Camaro, splitting into pairs to go hunting and it seems like he and Stiles are expected to be an automatic.  But Stiles doesn’t treat him like Derek would expect.  He’s funny, and quick, and at first it gets on Derek’s nerves, makes him mean with the stress of keeping up with someone like Stiles, but he gets the hang of it, and it feels like finding his rhythm, feels like a grove he’s settling back into.  He thinks maybe,  maybe he’s misinterpreting everyone’s weirdness, maybe he and Stiles were just friends, but there’s a bottom drawer that doesn’t have any of his clothes in it, and there’s two toothbrushes in the cup in the bathroom, and when Derek is searching for a sock one morning, he finds his mother’s engagement ring, reset and remade for a man’s finger, someone with long, thin fingers, someone he was close enough to want to give it to.  

I require 50k of this immediately


A kiss for luck and we’re on our way
     (We’ve only begun)


Stream : (©) 


i’m not a traditional witch

Do not try to be pretty. You weren’t meant to be pretty; you were meant to burn down the earth and graffiti the sky. Don’t let anyone ever simplify you to just “pretty.”
(via itsrockandrollbabyy)

You dig me.