madlala-nation:

It’s that time of year

madlala-nation:

It’s that time of year

apiologies:

me like ‘haha yeah i can DEFINITELY write a five page paper in two hours!! time is a construct, deadlines have no meaning and also i’m dead inside’

my-h-e-a-r-t-s-not-in-it:

hey sorry im late i didnt want to come

"I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart."
— (via leeessang)
"The firelight shadows were dancing over the kitchen walls at Green Gables, for the spring evening was chilly; through the open east window drifted in the subtly sweet voices of the night."
Anne of the Island, by L.M. Montgomery (via dropitlikefscottt)
thewicked-eternity