"I’d rather spill
my coffee
than write about
you again.


It will burn less."
j.e.g (via fassadenmensch)

geekishchic:

mcisaacs:

recent studies reveal that 100% of abortions are performed on people who do not wish to be pregnant and 0% of abortions are performed on conservative republican men

*reblogs so fast it almost breaks computer*

phobias:

do you ever realise just how lonely you actually are 

#his slight smile when Elena says she cares about him #restoring his belief in love for just one second.

“Peeta and I grow back together. There are still moments when he clutches the back of a chair and hangs on until the flashbacks are over. I wake screaming from nightmares of mutts and lost children. But his arms are there to comfort me. And eventually his lips. 

On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway. That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that. So after, when he whispers, “You love me. Real or not real?” I tell him, "Real.”

That perfect girl is gone.

birdlaw:

"you mean you still don’t have a boyfriend?”

image

allhailtheboyking:

'my baby' i lovingly whisper to the psychotic supervillian over twice my age through the screen

beepbeastly626:

top-marks-for-n0t-trying:

the-beauty-of-innuendos:

masterguitarguy:

oh my fucking god im like crying

THIS WAS A FULL EMOTIONAL ROLLER COASTER

I FUCKING HATE TUMBLR SOMETIMES

The amount of feels is too damn high!!!!!!