(as of 5.5.)
I will never not reblog this
when you look inside the toilet before you flush
angel the series: october 5th 1999 - may 19th 2004
If there’s no great glorious end to all this, if nothing we do matters… , then all that matters is what we do.
all the things i ship ★ pacey witter and joey potter
this is about how you carried my bag off the bus yesterday. this is about how when we go to the movies and you go and you buy popcorn, you always make sure you bring back a napkin so i don’t wipe all the grease on my jeans. and this is about how just last week, when we were at miniature golf, you took all of the shots first so i would know the correct path. you taught me how to drive. and last year at prom, you knew that the bracelet i was wearing was my mom’s. you kissed me first, sweetheart. the second time, you counted to ten before doing it again just in case i wanted to stop you. you bought me a wall. we were alone on a boat for three months and you understood without a word why i wasn’t ready. do you have to ask me now why i am? pace, i’m gonna count to ten…and then i’m going to start kissing you. and if you don’t want me to, then you’re just gonna have to stop me.
ten, my love…
We are all capable of t e r r i b l e things…
This is important. Academic elitism must be destroyed at all costs.
I. LOVE. THIS.
A real comment I received on an essay shout out to my professor for proving academics, too, can be fuckboys