69 posts
Whenever I Think About Graham And Rosa I Immediately Regret My Decisions And Have To Sit In A Corner
Whenever I think about Graham and Rosa I immediately regret my decisions and have to sit in a corner to cry somewhere
-
jaytheunique liked this · 4 months ago
-
queerasaurolophus reblogged this · 5 months ago
-
mutant-writer liked this · 5 months ago
-
the-starry-eyed-princess liked this · 6 months ago
-
mith11223 liked this · 7 months ago
-
axisdescends liked this · 7 months ago
-
welequa13 liked this · 8 months ago
-
wlw359 reblogged this · 9 months ago
-
anarchoanarchist420 liked this · 9 months ago
-
hotmothsummer reblogged this · 9 months ago
-
sewnwithfate liked this · 9 months ago
-
mercuryww liked this · 9 months ago
-
nerdyydragon liked this · 9 months ago
More Posts from Sewnwithfate
Ok so I’m on season 4 episode 2 of the white vault and I’m thinking that the creatures are these things called Fomorians from Irish mythology and DnD, thoughts?
Noah Kahan’s music touches a deep part of my soul. Not just because it sounds good (because let’s be honest it sounds amazing) but because his lyrics are truly poetry and it makes so many people with so many different backgrounds and experiences feel seen and understood in a way that not many musicians can while also staying truthful to himself. His lyrics are the truth and even through songs where he talks about things he went through, his mistakes, (ex. Dial Drunk) he’s still honest, he doesn’t sugar coat things or try to paint himself in a different light which is one of the reasons why his music is so good. People can relate to something that is human, mistakes and anger and grief and that empty feeling he addresses in so many of his songs, is human. Anyway I’m probably not explaining this well but I love Noah Kahan and if you haven’t heard of him go check him out please he’s awesome :)
Spider-Man Noir is the literal definition of gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss and I love him for it
I know that Graham is gonna die at the end of season five so I’m just gonna do that thing where I hallucinate and think that Graham and Rosa are some place together and that they’re happy. They’re some place where it’s always warm and they get to laugh about nothing in particular and Karina, Walter, and Jonas visit every Saturday for dinner and to play stupid board games because I have no doubt that Karina and Walter both share a love of cheesy cat themed board games and even though Graham pretends to dislike them everyone knows he secretly loves them. And there’s never a lack of coffee.
Does anyone write poetry but is scared to call themselves a poet because you don’t want people to think that you think you’re better than everyone?