I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.

Lisa Kleypas, Blue-Eyed Devil (via sioux-donym)

steveandbucky:

steveandbucky:

list of possible responses for when you get anon hate:

  • ‘okay’
  • gifs of cute puppies
  • some song lyrics in all caps
  • ¯_(ツ)_/¯
  • a random fact about penguins
  • offer them a snickers bar

i came up with a few more:

  • ‘HOW DARE YOU ATTACK THE SON OF ODIN!’
  • copy + paste exactly what they said to you
  • reply in a foreign language
  • a quote from 50 shades of gray
  • 😎

Thinking about it now, I get how someone could get that impression. After all, I do only wear black. ;)

“…it was [Claudia’s] pleading that forced me to give up my rusty black for dandy jackets and silk ties and soft gray coats and gloves and black capes. Lestat thought the best color at all times for vampires was black, possibly the only aesthetic principle he steadfastly maintained, but he wasn’t opposed to anything which smacked of style and excess.”

– Louis de Pointe du Lac, Interview with the Vampire

Thinking that “someone who wears all black = goth” was an older sorta view of goth. Now there’s pastel goth, and steampunk goth, and all these crazy variations.

See, when people try to label me, I know what’s really happening, they’re trying to categorize, trying to assign words to something to better understand it… Maybe in the way that when people ask “Where are you from?” And you say, “New Jersey,” or “Portland,” or wherever, they are adding to their knowledge base of “People from New Jersey are ______“ or "People from Portland are ______”.  When in fact you really can’t compare one New Jersian or a Portlandian so simply. If I meet a nice person from Portland, are they ALL nice people there? Pfffft. Nope. 

When an older person says, “Wearing all black makes you look goth,” sometimes I feel like that’s a veiled kind of criticism, what they’re really saying is: “Other people who do not know you like I do might think that you are goth and make assumptions about you because you are dressed like one.”

Maybe they’re trying to help, like, if I had smtg on my face I would want someone to say, “Hey, are you okay, there’s alot of blood dripping down your chin there…”

Just proper etiquette!

I felt a sudden sagging, a complete exhaustion, and a despair.

Typical.

I rolled over on my face and tucked my arm under my head and started crying like a child. I was perishing from exhaustion. I was worn and miserable and I loved crying. I couldn’t do anything else. I gave in to it fully. I felt that profound release of the utterly grief-stricken. I didn’t give a damn who saw or heard. I cried and cried.

Do you know what I think about crying? I think some people have to learn to do it. But once you learn, once you know how to really cry, there’s nothing quite like it. I feel sorry for those who don’t know the trick. It’s like whistling or singing.

Whatever the case, I was too miserable to take much consolation just from feeling good for a moment in a welter of shudders and salted, bloodstained tears.

Lestat de Lioncourt, Memnoch the Devil

tickedtabbyflower:

armandromanus:

thinkingnonsensically:

//The complete truth. I do, I wanna kiss his hair. And I respect him so much. Look at me, getting emotional over a fictional character. X/ I need to fall in love with real people for a change.

[Real people aren’t nearly as interesting as fictional characters, and when they are, they are equally vicious and dangerous so it’s hard for me to stay. That’s a difficult situation right there haha. Let me just be surrounded by fictional characters, then…

But the inspiration for a fictional character comes from someone somewhere. An event or even multiple events that we see and can put together to make one being and lifestory for them, so technically when we fall in love with a fictional character aren’t we falling in love with all humanity that resembles those traits?