diva in town
big fan of whatever they had going on
y'all don't understand how much i want a bf ā¹ļø like i want somebody to want me and like me and like i want a teen romance
him.
not to alarm anyone but is anybody else worried about how everybody is fucking stupid
happy national girlfriend day I love my girlfriend <3
iām having⦠thoughts
armzah save me plz
I like to think about Camp Half Blood and how its probably full of old hidden kid structures
It's an ancient sacred valley, that has trained and housed children for thousands of years, many of those kids coming from artisan backgrounds and gods. Kids build things, kids make forts and rope swings and tree houses. Kids need hidy holes and pretend play boxes and secrets.
I like to think about walking in the CHB woods, off the trail in a place you think dryads have only ever been to. And then you come to this tree with wooden planks nailed to it. You look up into this old oak and above you is a few more boards, just enough to make good seating hidden in the branches. There are initials carved in the bark, no one you recognize, and doodles on the boards. You don't know who built it or when, was it put up last year or fifty years ago, but someone dragged 2x4s miles and miles through the trees and made a place just for them. Your reminded that this place has always been here, that so many half-bloods have come and gone, but all throughout the valley there are still echoes of them
āI was hereā says the little jerry-rigged bridge over the creek, āI matteredā says the rope swing into the lake, āEven if I'm forgottenā says the crumbling fort in the woods, āI left something behindā says the initials in the tree
i think about this picture every day
whoever styled him this day: thank you. white tank, nips hard, biceps OUT, hair perfect, bisexual swag. good golly!