danielcabrelugo:

Don’t hear them or they will kill you

danielcabrelugo:

Don’t hear them or they will kill you


danielcabrelugo:

Sjekkgixsuhs *brain explosion*

danielcabrelugo:

Sjekkgixsuhs *brain explosion*



hanari-502:

kittygirlhazel:

gehayi:

imafuckingshadowhunter:

omfg

It gets more tragic. Powdered root of asphodel and infusion of wormwood are ingredients in a sleeping potion called the Draught of Living Death, which condemns the drinker to a death-like slumber indefinitely. So not only is Snape saying, “I bitterly regret Lily’s death,” he’s also saying that his bitterness and regrets are ingredients in his own living death.  Since Lily’s death, he has been sleepwalking through life; he does not expect to ever again be wholly alive.

Also, in Greek myth one of the possible afterlifes was the Fields of Asphodel, the resting place of “the souls and phantoms of those whose work is done”, sometimes linked to Elysium. So he’s talking about the afterlife, too. Also, asphodel has been said to be able to allow you to see the spirits of the dead. And in the Bible, the star Wormwood was cast down in Revelation and made all the waters of the Earth bitter.
So, Snape bitterly regrets Lily’s death, her loss makes him feel as if he is no longer truly living, he longs to see her again in the afterlife, and her loss was like the end of the world to him.

FUCK THIS WEBSITE

hanari-502:

kittygirlhazel:

gehayi:

imafuckingshadowhunter:

omfg

It gets more tragic. Powdered root of asphodel and infusion of wormwood are ingredients in a sleeping potion called the Draught of Living Death, which condemns the drinker to a death-like slumber indefinitely. So not only is Snape saying, “I bitterly regret Lily’s death,” he’s also saying that his bitterness and regrets are ingredients in his own living death.  Since Lily’s death, he has been sleepwalking through life; he does not expect to ever again be wholly alive.

Also, in Greek myth one of the possible afterlifes was the Fields of Asphodel, the resting place of “the souls and phantoms of those whose work is done”, sometimes linked to Elysium. So he’s talking about the afterlife, too. Also, asphodel has been said to be able to allow you to see the spirits of the dead. And in the Bible, the star Wormwood was cast down in Revelation and made all the waters of the Earth bitter.

So, Snape bitterly regrets Lily’s death, her loss makes him feel as if he is no longer truly living, he longs to see her again in the afterlife, and her loss was like the end of the world to him.

FUCK THIS WEBSITE

(via enlightedheart)


thespoopystonemountainsurvivor:

jackomelon:

supercoolnothing:

hope-laughter-love:

thepurloinedwords:

vklivelifeasitcomes:

mylifeaswolfie:

currycoaster:

fuckyeahimanawesomebitch:

ohshietitsmarilet:


MIND BLOWN.
What if people who have “near death” experiences are stillborn children? D:
Whoa.
And what if hallucinations were memories from a past life?

What if dreams are our memories from past lives? O_O

What if Déjà vu is a past life experience that we relive for a moment? O_o


This post has fucked my mind more than any other post I have ever seen on Tumblr… Seriously you guys. Fucking. Seriously. D:

I’ve always liked the idea of rebirth, it makes everything seem more connected, one big cycle

Dude…

wow

oh my gosh. brendon. no. i love you

Holy shit, what if you’re crying when you’re born cause you didn’t want to die from your last life?

STOP ADDING THINGS. I’M GOING TO CRY

And what if some infants don’t cry because they’re glad that life is over?

you depressing little shits!

thespoopystonemountainsurvivor:

jackomelon:

supercoolnothing:

hope-laughter-love:

thepurloinedwords:

vklivelifeasitcomes:

mylifeaswolfie:

currycoaster:

fuckyeahimanawesomebitch:

ohshietitsmarilet:


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MIND BLOWN.

What if people who have “near death” experiences are stillborn children? D:
image

Whoa.

And what if hallucinations were memories from a past life?

image

What if dreams are our memories from past lives? O_O

image

What if Déjà vu is a past life experience that we relive for a moment? O_o

image

This post has fucked my mind more than any other post I have ever seen on Tumblr… Seriously you guys. Fucking. Seriously. D:

I’ve always liked the idea of rebirth, it makes everything seem more connected, one big cycle

Dude…

wow

oh my gosh. brendon. no. i love you

Holy shit, what if you’re crying when you’re born cause you didn’t want to die from your last life?

STOP ADDING THINGS. I’M GOING TO CRY

And what if some infants don’t cry because they’re glad that life is over?

you depressing little shits!

(via enlightedheart)


Went to a party with my girlfriend Saturday night! Our first party together. I had a lot of fun. Received a lap dance sitting and standing from a beautiful gay man, made out with my girlfriend in the bathroom haha, smoked cigarettes with her (her first time!), had some delicious Hard Mike’s Black Cherry Lemonades (as well as shots) and didn’t throw up, and made some nice acquaintances. I enjoyed myself!


Sea Queen

Her eyes are beautiful,
Liquid pools I dive into-
Mesmerizing waves
Of color wash over me.
I rise and sink and float;
Her hands keep me steady.
She lifts me up with fingertips
So soft, her movements gentle,
And her lips on my ear.
She carries the wind and the rain
In the palms of her hands;
I feel the warmth of her breath
Caressing the side of my neck.
She whispers my name and
I come undone.


Most Beautiful

letlovebewords:

She is most beautiful
In the sun,
Light dancing in her hair,
Setting it on fire
With flecks of gold,
Eyes turned into
Amber lights of their own.
She is most beautiful
By the light of the moon;
Her skin glowing,
Her dark eyes, darker,
Her movements slow and
Fingers intertwined with mine…
She is most beautiful
In darkness,
Hands reaching out,
Her quiet voice
The only thing that’s real,
Whispering in my ear,
Calming my fears…
She is most beautiful.


letlovebewords:

Her head against my chest,
I hold my hand to her face
And think of myself as a child,
Before I knew this level of love.
As a teenager,
Before I knew this level of trust.
As an adult,
Before I knew how it felt
To know someone inside-out
And outside-in;
I am here with her,
Gazing at her sleeping eyes,
And suddenly it occurs to me
That I was never myself
Before loving her.

My girlfriend is a wonderful writer.


thelovenotebook:

Everything love

thelovenotebook:

Everything love