Spirit flame 🌿

were you a green day, my chemical romance, paramore, linkin park, simple plan or evanescence emo?

i have this

how can ppl say cats dont have feelings like. 

when my cat got deadly sick she refused to eat a single thing and it had been days but when i started crying she ate just a little bit, and upon seeing how happy it made me, kept doing it whenever she could.

now whenever im sad or crying she finds wherever i am with a mouthful of food and eats the pieces one by one, every time looking up at me making sure i was watching her eat it all because she knew it made me happy. and it DOES make me happy

i love cats!!! 

im so glad my little Foofy has touched everyone’s hearts… she luvs you all

I was carrying a pack of paper towels back to my apartment. I set them down to reorganize the things in my arms and when I turned around there was a beast on my towels. I do not own or recognize the beast.

The beast wailed at me until I was forced to caress it.

headphones are an epic invention. like yes i am in my little bubble listening to music that you can’t hear

Wishing all the people who think you can't cheat in polyamory a very die

ian mckellen directed these movies actually

thinking about what he’s going thru

i know this is years old but the context makes this so sweet

A comforting thought

Five thousand years ago, the Sumerians called the night ngi, the stars mul, and the moon Nanna.

Four thousand years ago, the Akkadians called the night mūšu, the stars kakkabū, and the moon Sîn.

Three thousand years ago, the Hittites called the night išpanza, the stars haštereš, and the moon Arma.

Two and a half thousand years ago, the Greeks called the night nux, the stars astra, and the moon Selênê.

Two thousand years ago, the Romans called the night nox, the stars stellae, and the moon Luna.

Kings and queens and heroes looked up at them. So did travelers coming home, and little children who sneaked out of bed. So did slaves, and mothers and soldiers and old shepherds, and Sappho and Muršili and Enheduanna and Socrates and Hatshepsut and Cyrus and Cicero. In this darkness it didn’t matter who they were, or where they stood. Only that they were human.

Think of that tonight, when you close your window. You are not alone. You share this night sky with centuries of dreamers and stargazers, and people who longed for quiet. Are you anxious? The Hittites were too: they called it pittuliyaš. Does your heart ache? The Greeks felt it too: they called it akhos. Those who look up to the stars for comfort are a family, and you belong to them. Your ancestors have stood under Nanna, Sîn, Arma, Selênê and Luna for five thousand years. Now its light is yours.

May it soothe you well.

You’re my personal plethora of ultra euphoric nostalgia.

"yeah don't worry tho I'm doing fine"

17 December 1997, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger decides to visit Godric’s Hollow.