Sometimes
things work out just the way you hoped
and you can’t help but be happy
for what happens now
and what happens in the future.
Sometimes
you are allowed to dream
about what could become of the present. Sometimes
you are able to hope.

Percipient 1. (a.) Having the power of perceiving, especially perceiving keenly and readily. 2. (n.) One that perceives.

She always saw the feelings
behind people’s painted smiles:
she was a percipient, someone once said,
she didn’t know the word
and she didn’t really care.
Ever since she was a child
she tried to understand
why people would say one thing
if they meant another;
when she was told that people
keep the feelings hidden for good reason
she began to understand
as she kept the truth she saw
tucked away inside too.

Mendacity (n.) 1. The tendency to be untruthful. 2. A falsehood.

Liverpudlian (n.) 1. A native or inhabitant of Liverpool. 2. (a.) Of or relating to Liverpool.

Tinctorial (a.) Of or relating to colouring, staining, or dyeing.

deafening-silencee:

jordan-haruka:

merryblangstmas:

Some Nights Tumblr Version.

Based off this post.

Lyrics:

Some nights, I stay up staring at my laptop

Some nights, I don’t sleep at all

Some nights, I ‘m glad that my dash is never ending

Some nights, I wish I could log off

But I still stay up, I still read your posts

Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four

What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?

Most nights, I don’t know anymore…

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh

This is it, these are ship wars

What are we fighting for?

Why don’t we read fanfic already?

I was never one to sleep at night - save that for those who have a life

Post twice as much and get half as many likes, but here feels come again

To stay for a while

But that’s alright; I blog from in my bed tonight

I blog because I’m wonderin’ just who I, who I, who I am

Oh, who am I? mmm… I have no life

Well, some nights, I wish that my dash would end

‘Cause I could use some friends for a change

And some nights, I’m scared I’ll hit post limit again

Some nights, I always hit, I always hit…

But I still stay up, I still read your posts

Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four

What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?

Most nights, I don’t know… 

So this is it? I sold my soul for this?

Left my social life for this? Or do I have no friends because of this?

(/awkward pause where I didn’t know what to write/)

So log on.

Log on.

Log on,

OH LOG ON!

Well, that is it guys, that is all, scroll twelve pages down and I’m bored again
Ten years of this, and only bloggers understand 
I’m not sticking ‘round with my folks downstairs; Sorry to leave, mom, I had ship pairs
I’m going to be forever alone, all dried up from my laptop brightness

My heart is breaking for my OTP and the con that they call “love”
‘Cuz when they look into each other’s eyes…
Man, you wouldn’t believe the most amazing things that can come from…
Some terrible writers…ahhh…

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh

The other night, you wouldn’t believe the fic I just read about my OTP

I wish it would update already

I wish you’d tag all of your stuff, man.

Why won’t you tag all of your stuff, man? oh…

I’m never logging off

Why would I ever log off Tumblr… oh …

Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh.

THIS IS THE TUMBLR ANTHEM

IF YOU DO NOT REBLOG THIS YOU MIGHT AS WELL LOG OFF AND OR SHUT DOWN YOUR BLOG BECAUSE ALL OF TUMBLR HAS REJECTED YOU.

Just when i needed some cheering up

(via hoping-against-hope)

Enjambment (n.) The running over of a sentence from one line of verse into the next.

Kowtow (v.) 1. To kneel, touching the forehead to the ground in respect or worship. 2. To try very hard to please, especially in an over-eager way.

ludicrouscupcake:

i like this

(via iris-mae)

writingbyella:

When trees go from tall
castles you play princesses
and dragons on, to the
place you know all the
dealers leave the leaves
that aren’t the kind you
find on oaks.

When bushes go from the
perfect hiding place for
Harry Potter playing hide
and seek to the places
where you know who…