you are loved. on quiet days that feel meaningless, during long nights when loneliness consumes you, when you’re reminiscing and grieving the past, on good days that feel like warmth and light, always remember that you are loved.
what i love about tumblr is how everyone i follow is extremely knowledgeable about (and often obsessed with) something really specific. it's their niche. languages & translation, gothic and romantic literature, movies with gay subtext between old men, blorbo from their shows, castration, folk music, 16th century florentine cuisine, you name it...
ALLYYY hiii I hope you’re doing well! I missed you 🥺🥺💕💕 the vibes you give offf are super cute and kind and amazing! Just a warm, welcoming vibe that radiates like the sun 🥰🥰🥰
TASFIA!!!! my love💛💛💛💛🥺✨ ohmygosh, that description fits you MUCH better than me 🙈 you’re an absolute angel, thank you for making me smile so much! i miss you loads! 💛✨
I wish the ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened. So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.
2022 FILM/TV LOG ➤ #3: THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING (2001) dir. Peter Jackson
And I… I think… I think that, before you’ve fought that battle yourself, before you’ve dared to stand up for who you are… You should be fucking careful with talking and raising yourself above gay pride.
Skam (2015 — 2017)
there are literally so many books in the world and they just keep writing more and i’ll never be able to read them all. devastating i feel like throwing up
whenever one of my more popular mutuals reblogs a post of mine and then it immediately starts getting notes I feel like I’m a poor victorian street urchin singing a sad little song on the street with my patched up old cap upturned on the ground just hoping for passersby to drop tuppence into it and a wealthy older gentleman with a cane and a top hat has just stopped to listen to me for a few minutes whilst thoughtfully puffing on his pipe and stroking his beard and then after I finish my song he ruffles my hair and tells me I’ve done good and drops a ten pound note into my cap and I exclaim with disbelief and delight and say are you quite sure sir why that’s enough to keep my family fed for a week or more and we’ve had naught but boiled water for tea and supper ever since mama passed on of consumption and papa lost his job at the factory and he just smiles quietly dons his top hat and winks mysteriously at me and then continues on his way while I run to the market as fast as I can to buy potatoes and bread
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