"Family gatherings" aka "90% of the people here are racist"
"and claim to be none of these things"
"they’re just joking"
"you’re just going through a phase"
"you’ll get used to it"
"so do you have a boyfriend yet?"
She’d gone again. Disappeared, run away, whatever. She was always doing that now. Since—since ages, it seemed, they hadn’t stood together in the same room and spoken directly. She was always slipping past him, just before he could figure out what they were supposed to say to each other.
He wasn’t supposed to care, of course, because he’d come here to be alone, but that had inexplicably lost its appeal.
Or maybe he’d gone looking for Lily, like he always was, because he hadn’t been surprised to see her. Well, not very. When he’d spotted the red hair at the bar, he’d known that it must be Lily, and he’d thought well, of course, and his stomach had sort of turned, but not because he was surprised—just because it always did. And he’d spoken to her like he always did, and she’d finished her drink and left, like she always did, and it was all very typical, for such a strange scene."
#OR MAYBE HE’D GONE LOOKING FOR LILY, LIKE HE ALWAYS WAS
basically how all female celebrities are treated by the media
when u burn someone in front of ur friends
I want to know why
i would pay a lot of money for a complete list of everyone who’s ever had a crush on me
The best part is he still hadn’t taken down all the post-its.
You know that one song in an album you always skip over and then when you decide to listen to it ur like well holy fuck me
Glass Blower: Sculpting A Horse From Molten Glass
#this bitch just said let there be horse and there was
i thought this was a gif of a man fighting a giant angry slug