She lives in a fairy tale somewhere too far for us to find forgotten the taste and smell of the world that she's left behind
*I own nothing* bored bloggers
Do you ever follow someone and they follow you and you really wanna be friends with them but you feel like you’re bothering them everytime you try to interact with them but they’re just so cool and you’re just like
i swear to god dude if you don’t stop i’ll fucking hold your hand and tell you i love you
Leaves from the vine
Falling so slow
Like fragile, tiny shells
Drifting in the foam
Little soldier boy
Come marching home
Brave soldier boy
Comes marching home
In remembrance of Mako Iwamatsu. December 10, 1933–July 21, 2006.
You people should definitely ask me more stuff.