stars have died so you may live

you truly underestimate how many times i can listen to the same song on repeat

Nothing is sexier than the DUNE books asking you to understand crazy sci-fi jargon in the first paragraph, like bene gesserit, muad'dib, mentat, arakkis, melange, and quizat haderach and then after reading all of that shit that makes no fucking sense, you meet our main character: Paul.

Are you a vampire person or a werewolf person? Are you a latte person or a  cappuccino person? Horror or scifi? Denim Jacket or Leather jacket? Spring person or fall person?

my toxic trait is carelessly getting dressed in front of open windows because if someone wants to look in, that’s their problem

why do i have to find an actual job instead of being the apprentice of the old witch who lives in the woods?

what a beautiful day to not be in high school