It’s strange to think back on your life
- all those hidden moments, those private, secret shames, the things you’d rather forget, all those things which were shared with just one other or noone at all -
And then think of, say, your parents
They have the exact same thing
being romantically frustrated is 1000000 worse than being sexually frustrated because you can get yourself off but you can’t spoon with yourself and kiss your own forehead
Being able to tap into others’ memories is at once very disconcerting and extremely comforting.
I FOUND IT AGAIN!!!!
Though some days i might not tick the heart box
An ornate 6 shot wheel-lock revolving musket decorated with gold, silver, ivory, and bone. Originates from Russia, 16th century, possibly restored or added onto in the 18th or 19th century.
Just in case you weren’t on the moon last night. This is what earth looked like from the moon’s perspective
FFFFFFFThat’s too amazing
My mother says that fanfiction doesn’t count as reading because “it isn’t nearly as good as the stuff that’s published. You’re not going to find something online that will win a Booker Prize.”
Please reblog if you count fan fiction as reading, or if the fanfiction you’ve read is equally as good as published novels. I want to see the figures.
*crushes mouse while hitting reblog button*