sometimes i’m reading a book and i think the characters are in room but then i read the next paragraph and they are sitting in a tree in alabama and i need to change the whole scenario in my head
so i JUST figured out that you can find other versions of 2048 that people have made by just typing in ‘____-edition-#’
so here’s all the ones i’ve found through that and through tumblr
if you’re like me and can’t stop playing this stupid fucking game
only the last one is mine, the rest are made by others! and let me know if you know of others i can add!
Me as a kid.
Graham pranks Emma Stone about meeting the Spice Girls. (x)
My dash made me laugh.
When my words got stuck, my
professor always used to tell me
to start with this:
'I want to write about how.'
I want to write about how,
I want to write about how -
I want to write about how my
writing isn’t bringing anyone home
to me. As beautiful as it may be, it’s
hands and paper and a whole lot of
empty. And on the nights when it feels
like the framework of my chest sighs
under the heaviness of nothing and
everything in between, I only hope
that this isn’t what makes it
worth reading. I only hope that
I am someone worth believing in
past the semicolon of my sadness; I
only hope that there is someone sitting
in the ink of my next chapter, smiling,
knowing, this isn’t the end of my story,
knowing, I’m turning the page soon.
Spinner Interface | Hell
anxiety is terrible, you could be having an attack and no one would even know because it’s an inward thing. it feels like you’re malfunctioning and you can’t process your own thoughts. you get a knot in your stomach and you can’t take a full breath but outwardly you can literally just sit there and look completely normal as long as no one tries to speak to you.