twelve of my popular text posts are going around simultaneously and I’m just why„„„ 

pilferingapples:

clenster:

eeeeeeeeeeeeee cutest request I have gotten. May or may not be same goat as here. sassy goat.

thanks to everyone who dropped by and left a request.

I am so glad everyone asked you to draw goats. with some characters in the picture.This is adorable, and I love the colors!

I hope you had an excellent birthday!

So she was turned away
To hide her face, her lips, her guilt among the trees,
Even their leaves, to haunt caves of the forest,
To feed her love on melancholy sorrow,
Which, sleepless, turned her body to a shade,
First pale fire and wrinkled, then a sheet of air,
Then bones, which some-say turned to thin-worn rocks;
And last her voice remained. Vanished in forest,
Far from her usual walks on hills and valleys,
She’s heard by all who call; her voice has life.
Ovid, Metamorphoses (via camilla-macauley)

infinite-mirrors:

every now and then courfeyrac sends combeferre dumb puns and combeferre couldn’t be more infatuated.

drive-my-rubber-soul:

Frank Turner - Song For Josh @ The 9:30 Club, Washington, 4th June 2014.

Frank wrote this song about the passing of Josh Burdette, the manager of The 9:30 Club in Washington, who committed suicide. This version was being specially recorded, as can be seen by the extra microphones in front of Frank. Credit for this video goes to the person who filmed it.

It kills me to think that for a second, you felt alone

unhooking-the-stars:

raynebow-cake:

duskygrayknights:

but morning person + not morning person could make the worst (or maybe the best?) otp

"Gooooood morning dear :)" "fuck you and everything you stand for"

If you don’t thing that this is how Enjolras and GrantaiRe greet each other in the mornings you’re wrong

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not sure which way you meant this but either way yes


ARTIST: Frank Turner
TRACK: To Take You Home
ALBUM: Love Ire & Song

northhills:

To Take You Home - Frank Turner

and she doesn’t like my clothes 
and she doesn’t like my songs
but she’s still my mademoiselle 
and it goes to show you never can tell.

12/365