dear whoever,

please make award seasons less painfully predictable.

amen.

photoshop closed on me 5 times. i am done.

misfitsworld:

and then the end of the world is actually a big storm that will make everyone develop powers

pizzaforpresident:

the deadliest sport known to man:

FOUR IS LITERALLY PERFECT OMFG I’M SITTING HERE SOBBING RN IT IS EVERYTHING I COULD WANT FROM BLOC PARTY AND MORE TBH

I move into my dorm in two weeks.

The Fault in Our Stars by John Green

“Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.” 

fourth essay finished & the fifth and final one is due on friday.