fujoshibabe:

Tokyo Ghoul | Chapter 84

- It’s what you’ve been doing since you got back from the treatment centre, isn’t it?
- How did you stop… doing that?
- I went on day trips.

I’ve been living afraid as well, but what if we could be saved like in a picture book?

first encounter

I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.
(via yannase)

Thank you.
I love you.

橋と花海棠 (by Neconote)

trashout:

no matter however many lifetimes it takes 

trashout:

no matter however many lifetimes it takes 

silentpea:

端午の節句 (by yokko..)

paradacsa-an:

jaceheromdale:

it sucks being the ugly quiet rude sarcastic emotionally unstable friend with the attention span of a goldfish

i’ve never read something so accurate