I Hate It When I Talk Wistfully About The Ancient World And Then People Are Likeyou Wouldnt Survive Back

I hate it when I talk wistfully about the ancient world and then people are like “you wouldn’t survive back then” yeah obviously I would die immediately but do you think achilles would be able to survive in the modern world if he had to send one polite email? no

Thomas Jefferson experiences dysphoria

Late night clocks tick slowly, a dull aching sound that bounces around your ear like a parasite. The only thing keeping me sane is the thought of you kissing my neck gently as if I were made of porcelain. My lips tremble at the ticklish warmth from your thin lips, causing a stir of butterflies to flap in my stomach; holding my heart hostage with a repetitive beat.

(I am so straight)

Don't kill yourself, please.

If you’re suffering from depression and are looking for a sign to not go through with ending your life, this is it. This is the sign. We care.

If you see this on your dash, reblog it. You could save a life.

"these flowers suit your hair so well"