The reason why I love the line, “you go too fast for me Crowley” is because it sounds like it would be ripped from The Angst™ Chapter of a 200k slow burn, friends to lovers fic that’s got 1500+ kudos and over 500 comments.
if 23 of my friends all stabbed me on the ides of march, i simply would not be mad, because
a) it would mean i had 23 friends
b) id finally be dead
around the world in 80 cities: liv, ukraine
i just wanna be a pirate….tall leather boots……those fancy sleeves……swordfighting……..standing dramatically on a bowsprit or mast………….climbin some rigging………….getting rich and getting drunk w a crew…………..shooting a cannon……….the Dream
“Now, every time I witness a strong person, I want to know: What darkness did you conquer in your story? Mountains do not rise without earthquakes.”
— Katherine MacKenett
I’m sick and tired of being called “mortal” like, you don’t know that. Neither do I. I have never died even ONCE. Nothing has been proven yet. Stop making assumptions. It’s rude.
@perseusnet ··– q u e s t # 2, who’s your godly parent? · · · a p o l l o The national divinity of the Greeks, Apollo is the god of archery, music and dance, truth and prophecy, healing and diseases, the sun and light, poetry, and more. (insp.)
why do people always ask me about sexual fantasies but never about my other fantasies? i don’t think about dick, jonathan. i think about wearing a haute couture dress and a princess tiara and running around a stone palace with sunlight and enough mirrors around to bask in my aesthetic glory.
I wanna be a bad bitch but instead I’m just a sad bitch
what if instead of saying “no mourners, no funerals” the dregs said “no tea, no shade”