If I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear.

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein. (via greypoppies)

                         But to cry in front of you

                         that’s the worst thing I could do               

the-rest-in-trumpets:

katswhiskers:

velvetonions:

imagine a milkshake place called “shakesperience” where all the milkshake flavours are named after puns of shakespeare plays

  • Oreothello
  • Rolo and Juliet
  • Macberry
  • Mars Ado About Nothing
  • Antonutella and Cleopatra
  • Merchocolate of Venice
  • Two Gentlemint of Verona
  • Richerry III

It would bringeth all the gentlemen to the yard. 

(Source: queerbiologist)

Looking at old friends and realising they mean little to nothing to me now makes me feel all hollow and strange and crappy inside.

As if my birthday is in 12 days.