Anaïs Nin, From House Of Incest 

libertad.

muy cierto.

Chaotic neutral 

“I want to melt into you, to be so terribly close to you that my own self disappears.”

— Anaïs Nin to June Miller, c. February 1932 (via blackshivers)

i needed a free VPN app as well as patience to finally be able to watch the preview, argentinian right here

friendly reminder that moments like sitting in the sun, waking up well-rested, discovering a song that makes you feel your heart and laughing with someone will find you again. clouds will dissipate and the sun will sink and rise and the moon will be full and bright outside of your window, and life will stop feeling this heavy. in the meantime, we’ll try. sometimes that’ll feel like enough and sometimes it won’t, but that’s okay. you’re here and that’s an achievement and that’s good and it matters.

i just watched the prodigal son 2x08 preview and i'm-

help. we need to talk

malcolm bright is my comfort character, my coping mechanism, if life gets bad, malcolm's gets worse (jk i love him)... i wouldn't know how to deal with things if prodigal son doesn't get renewed, honestly:(

HAPPY PRODIGAL SON DAY!!!