Aquesta Setmana He Estat Pensant En Com T'estimo.

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Hey,

There's a comfy space in my mind, I've made room for you. We can hug and eat cookies or we can just talk about the rain- about this strange weather that covers the moon with a grainy filter. About the pictures you took of me when I wasn’t looking. Hey, Sometimes I feel like I don't know you, and I love that because it means you are you and I am me. Like when you admire someone so much you don't want to be them, you want them to be themselves. Hey, I just want to be with you so I can tell you how I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that I love you so much that I almost forgot.

A one minute person

I don't get the meaning behind your hair clip.

Bubbly glasses pierce through the back of hundreds of people, looking what's not there.

(A person, a fragment of it, maybe.)

Listening to music and tapping your fingers-

that doesn't really help me, but I'd be glad to imagine the meaning behind your hair clip.

this may be an Unpopular Opinion (even on tumblr) but like the 8-hour workday is just Too Gotdamn Long

like even sitting in an office for eight hours a day isn’t particularly pleasant (or healthy, as we are beginning to see) but when we’re talking about doing *actual work* for that same amount time it gets pretty fucking brutal

doing literally *anything* (even leisure activities) for eight hours straight tends to be less than enjoyable but when we’re talking about things like construction, landscaping, factory work, and hell, even foodservice and retail, eight hours is a fucking ETERNITY

i might just be a lazy weak-willed bitch but honestly i think i’m not entirely wrong

An alphabet I made to celebrate the UK paperback edition of my book 'The Little Wooden Robot and the Log Princess' which came out yesterday.

Some lucky independent bookshops have been sent signed copies of this to give out. I'm not sure how how you'd find one: just ask, maybe.

Or you can download a copy to colour yourself at: www.tomgauld.com/colouring

Segueixo sense entendre-ho

Segueixo sense entendre com sempre em perdo quan floreixen les magnòlies. No em faig a la idea que la boira pot ser tan freda com íntima i la pluja tan càlida com angoixant. Se m'escapa el sentit del vent i el somriure espiral de de les fulles de tardor. I encara m'és impossible saber per què no em puc acostumar a la teva olor.

I'm crying over ancient Roman epitaphs, and I don't mean this as an intensifier to express myself. I mean i'm just sitting here weeping like my nose is running

Reblog to say "Crocine, lightly rest the earth on you."

"In life she was a dear good woman." 

*incoherent sobbing*

One in heart, twins in disposition...God.......

There is so much pain in these words. Someone loved this little girl very much. Just. AAAAAAHHHHH

i'm a fucking wreck

this has wrecked me

UHMMM THERE *IS*??? It's called Rowing with the Wind (1988). Iirc there's another one called Gothic (1986) but I haven't watched that one.

when most people see frankenstein stuff in stores during halloween season they’re totally normal about it. but when i see frankenstein stuff in the stores i get up on the shelves and start howling because i know that little green dude is the direct product of an angsty goth teenager writing highly intellectual prose in imitation of her historical philosopher parents while her groupie sister is being impregnated by lord byron in the next room after stalking him across the continent after his divorce and her boyfriend percy is tripping balls on his kidney disease medicine (opium) and hallucinating dead naked women while trying to avoid polidori the 20 y/o doctor who challenged him to a duel (also the inventor of the first vampire novel in the english language after a story he stole from byron told that very same night but made gayer out of revenge even thoug-

Have you ever found a writing or a drawing you don't remember making? Well I found a poem written two years ago that I must've left as a draft. I don't know how it was supposed to end, what the meaning was supposed to be, the person (or thing?) I'm adressing, or even the theme. I don't know how to feel about this ngl.

the whole “i used to be a teen who hated authority only to grow up to become the authority that hates teens” is a bad bad thing that practically every other generation has fallen into and we all need to make an extremely conscious effort not to repeat the fucking pattern