Into The Arms Of Morpheus

A poet sleepwalking through life. I have written too many poems in a language I do not yet know how to speak. I am wrong more often than I am writing, and even then I am often wrong. Not all casualties come home in body bags.

nosenuzzling:

If you don’t think soul mates exist after watching this I don’t even know what to say to you.

And what I love about it is how perfectly they match up, how much their lives connect and overlap, how much they love each other, but they still only think of each other as friends. I think that’s such an amazing kind of relationship. Non romantic soul mates are just beautiful. 

(via sleepyb0ys)

fozfens:

THAT’S WHY THEY CALL ME THE AVOCADO, BABY

yunglapras:

i hate that “LOL SO IF WOMEN ARE EQUAL CAN I PUNCH YOU” shit bc 1 in 3 women are abused

y’all are already punching us

the issue is that we’d like you to stop

(Source: whatislordeyodeling, via napathy)

mypatronusisyou:

jaegerirl:

fartgallery:

when you die and become a ghost are you forced to wear what you were wearing when you died for eternity or can you go to like Ghost Gap and buy some new ghost clothes

if theres ghost capitalism i swear to fuck ill be so mad

yeah ghost communism would be so much better, comrade