not to sound like jane austen or anything but if ur fic is labelled slow burn those two fucks better not even touch pinkies until like chapter 57 by the time they are even in a room alone together i want to be half dead of blueballs and i want their heated gazes to revive me im js
Types of Girls: sky edition
Star girls: loves rose gold and glittery makeup, always down to have fun, thrives on excitement, stands up for their friends, self doubt, a night owl, glowing skin
Moon girls: always appears serene, doesn’t like to reveal true feelings, the mom-friend, knows how to make you feel better, sensitive, may be fake-happy
Sun girls: in love with adventures, obsessed with people they like, easily distracted, tries hard to fit in, likes picnics and roses, radiant smile, loves singing
Cloud girls: cute dimply smiles, can bottle up emotions until they burst, enjoys sunsets and lava lamps, likes creating art and photography, carefree
Rain girls: likes diaries and making playlists, easily anxious, feels at peace among nature, sad resting face, very affectionate, has an eye for aesthetics
Me in history class: Wow, humanity has been through some fascinating times! I wonder if I’ll ever live through major historical events!
Me now: NO NO NO NO NO I WANT TO GET OFF THIS RIDE
The only way that we can live, is if we grow. The only way that we can grow is if we change. The only way that we can change is if we learn. The only way we can learn is if we are exposed. And the only way that we can become exposed is if we throw ourselves out into the open. Do it. Throw yourself.
C. JoyBell C. (via coral)