All the hardest, coldest people you meet,
were once as soft as water.
And that’s the tragedy of living.
my ribcage is filled with crime scene
tape and splattered blood where my
heart used to be
and I hope one day you think about me
and the way I used to smile when I saw
you and you choke a little when you
realize that you had everything you
needed to save me and you spit it all
down her throat
think about the concept of a library. that’s one thing that humanity didn’t fuck up. we did a good thing when we made libraries
saying feminism is unnecessary because you don’t feel oppressed is like saying fire extinguishers are unnecessary because your house isn’t on fire
okay so if harry potter was born in 1980, and went to hogwarts in like 91, that means he was in his sixth year in 1996
do you think he knew about the spice girls? i mean.. i know he had shit going on with horcruxes that year but wannabe isn’t something that happens without you taking note of it