sky is womb and she's the moon

robots-and-electric-sheep:

never trust anyone who doesn’t think leonard mccoy is a vital member of the enterprise crew

they are weak and will not survive the winter

you’re not what you look like. you’re the music you listen to, the shows you watch, the art you make, the flowers in your hair, your favourite blanket. you’re not your thighs or your teeth. you’re the colour of your hair, you’re your favourite band, you’re the mismatch socks you wear and your favourite sweater. You’re what you love, you’re not what you look like or the body you are in.

"Whatever causes night in our souls may leave stars.”
— Victor Hugo: Ninety-Three (via betoseem)

nunderwater:

And in that moment I swear I still didn’t give a shit

  • Pro-lifer: Would you have wanted to be aborted
  • Me: Yes

2dcc:

take me to a museum. kiss me on the steps. shove the Mona Lisa up my ass

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