The Devils Vs. Rangers Game Is 12:30am For Me, And Canucks Vs Ducks Is At 4am 😃

“And maybe in forty-something years, we’ll be living in a house across the sea. You’ll be 62, and I’ll be 63. I’ll be the one painting your fingernails because by then you’ll be having arthritis in your hands even if I’ll be having arthritis in my hands too. We’ll be sitting in front of the ocean for a little while when all we can do is hold hands and how holding hands can still count as making love. We’ll be holding hands whenever one of us remembers our sad youth. We’ll be holding hands whenever one of us remembers a regret, a mistake and none of it will really matter because by then we’d still have each other. We’ll be holding hands until the end of our golden days as we love each other so gently to teach our grandchildren how love is a kind of soft chaos that dances for all eternity. We’ll be holding hands while soft dancing our way towards nothingness until it’s finally time for one of us to let go knowing how love was always meant to be.”

— juansen dizon, Grow old with you

“Yes, you are. And I know one day, maybe tomorrow, maybe in a few years, maybe in a few decades- you'll look back on everything and smile. Because you made it, didn't you? You'll be happy, well, with somebody to love.”

“It'll be you.” Jeongguk whispered. But he knew it wouldn't be.

“Yes it will,” Taehyung replied in a faint whisper, but he knew it wouldn't be him either. Both knew, but didn't say a word. For at the moment, they were at peace.

“I gave you things I wasn’t sure I even had.”

— Miranda July

Dark Academia Playlist

a little dark, a little whimsical, tunes to make you feel like the main character in a film.

roslyn — bon iver, st. vincent

the secret history — the chamber orchestra of london

les mémoires blessées — dark sanctuary

into dust — mazzy star

clair de lune, l. 32 — claude debussy

show me how — men i trust

eyes on fire — blue foundation

over the moon — the marías

falling asleep with a book on your chest — lullatone

solo — five mile town

tchaikovsky: swan lake — pyotr ilyich tchaikovsky

altogether — slowdive

cigar & a 78 — five mile town

visions of gideon — sufjan stevens

thinking of you — cosmic child

headache — grouper

if i’m asleep — five mile town

dark — daffodils

If we all die eventually why does it matter if I want to go earlier?

Don't become so afraid of being annoying that you don't allow yourself to be anything at all.

Today is another day in which it feels like I can’t do anything right. Another day that makes me hate myself more. Another day that makes me wish I didn’t exist anymore.

i hate to toot my own horn (**honks horn**), but this is important

“We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion.”

— Mr. Keating, Dead Poets Society

You can't heal if you keep pretending it doesn't hurt.