zabuza & haku / shape of my heart
Future Natsu and Lucy hurt my heart. What do you mean his last act was protecting her and that he was the one to welcome her to the afterlife.
i will never stop thinking about this poem my greek professor showed us
the thing is that childhood doesn't just end when you turn 18 or when you turn 21. it's going to end dozens of times over. your childhood pet will die. actors you loved in movies you watched as a kid will die. your grandparents will die, and then your parents will die. it's going to end dozens and dozens of times and all you can do is let it. all you can do is stand in the middle of the grocery store and stare at freezers full of microwave pizza because you've suddenly been seized by the memory of what it felt like to have a pizza party on the last day of school before summer break. which is another ending in and of itself
the white-green gradient of a freshly chopped spring onion…. c'est magnifique
love hides in questions, you cannot ask a thing without giving yourself away. how was your day? (i hope it was good) when can i see you again? (i pray it's soon) do you feel safe with me? (i feel safe with you) what is your favorite color? (i wish to enrobe you in all that makes you smile)
Leonid Pasternak (Ukrainian, 1862–1945) - The Torments of Creative Work