he was beck on victorious i guess, i have seen a lot of episodes of victorious, excuse me, wtf no this was not happening in 2011
LOOK AT THIS PICTURE, look at these flowers, stop stop this

4:19 am  •  19 June 2013

:((( this freaking outfit tho

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4:14 am  •  19 June 2013  •  20 notes

this stupid boy is going to ruin my life, i s2g, why is he so HOT

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4:06 am  •  19 June 2013  •  100 notes

current ideal career: cute, v. faggy traveling reptile guy

1:39 pm  •  18 June 2013  •  5 notes

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1:33 pm  •  18 June 2013  •  70 notes

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11:55 am  •  18 June 2013  •  5,492 notes

hey zara here are some things you need to remember. you’ve been not very smart lately and so, let’s work on this

• you are better than this, you’re better than gimmicks, but if you don’t know that then you won’t be
• yes pain feels good sometimes and it’s fun to sing good charlotte at the top of your lungs but
• learn how to be done with things
• learn how to be done with people
• that’s not called ‘giving up’, you’re not a bad person just because you mustered up like 2 oz of self-respect
• even if you don’t know why it’s not good, i think you’re learning that there’s a gut feeling that goes with goodness and for god’s sake as a survivor your gut is basically infallible, so you need to start listening to it
• move on okay? don’t bring these problems into your new house or into the summer, they don’t deserve to live there. clearing your head around it now will free up space for good things later

11:53 am  •  18 June 2013  •  2 notes

I wish that i
could play house with you
I want to eat
tiny plastic sandwiches
and pretend to sleep,
I want to be wearing shiny new shoes that
match a patent leather purse
but every time I sit down at the table to eat
you call that a haunting

I am waving a white flag.
on it, I wrote a message for you.
It says “I am real scared
of the same things that you are.
It’s just, I’m a little more scared
because they already happened to me.”
all ghosts are still very young,
all ghosts are also children.

please don’t call me dangerous
it hurts, and
you’re wrong. I am who
danger fed on.
it was three cherries
slotting into place,
flashing lights and blaring alarms.
I am a second chance, it happened
to me. I know who danger is,
i know what his beard feels like
scratching your cheek.
i took his money, i slept in his house.
the boogeyman never waits in your closet,
if you know danger then you know
he always sleeps in the master bedroom.
even alarm bells have refrains
hold waltzes in them.

without me, there would be
no one to warn you
about what to be afraid of.
but there’s nothing
holy about fear, it’s not special.
Being afraid of me
doesn’t make you safer.
For either of us to survive,
you must hold me
like a person, instead of
a gun.
I am not a weapon.

1:38 am  •  18 June 2013  •  7 notes

boyqueen:

handling-it:

boyqueen:

“Flowers on the subway” by Fever Dreams for Pansies

There’s an altoid tin in this track, can you hear it haha?

www.feverdreamsforpansies.bandcamp.com

www.youtube.com/user/prettylittledoughboy

https://www.facebook.com/FeverDreamsForPansies

whenever i’m sad about losing my singing voice during transition i come listen to you to remind myself that it doesn’t have to be gone forever

<3 <3 <3s to you!! <3 <3

Also seeing this on my dash reminded me to post the lyrics so here you go:

aching little baby, just a little sunlight, just a little sunlight left/
tired little honey, he says Don’t I want the money? well don’t I want the money? Get it/
I’ve got muscles sore I didn’t even know I had I didn’t even know that i could hurt like that/
was the last time it’s not like you would want me anymore anyway anymore anyway/

gettin onto the train home they were
eatin me up by the spoonful I just
hope they could taste how rotten I am and I
hope it made them sick to their stomachs, I
hope I made them sick

breakin shoes cause I’m clumsy and it’s just the way I’ve always been I’ve always fallen into things too quickly/
Quickly tell me do you love me? do you want me? do you think I’m pretty? could you see me in the movies? I can/
tell you’ve got your own troubles, tell you’ve got your own wounds, I am licking mine and you are taking yours in stride, by which I mean/
taking it out on every flower on the subway and us pansies int he corner are throwing daggers back your way/

gettin onto the train home they were
eatin me up by the spoonful I just
hope they could taste how rotten I am and I
hope it made them sick to their stomachs, I
hope I made them sick

 

i really, really love this myles. hearing you sing is so soothing and this song is so, so good, i am so proud that you are working your way through things and fighting and like, i am amazed because you are so majestic and sweet and beautiful and just every day i wake up it’s like you become a little bit more <333 it hurts to be so far away from you but i know in my heart it won’t always be that way

11:12 pm  •  17 June 2013  •  37 notes

posting some more work even though it gives me so much damn anxiety
it is just sooo frustrating to still be just barely starting out at everything, like i am not built for flexibility and learning like ugh i have to call something a first draft again nooooo
anyways so far taking a break from tumblr has been really good for me and helped in a lot of ways so
i feel like i shouldn’t have to explain that i still feel like the worst/shcmalziest/cliche sadsack producer of writing ever but yes, that still is how i feel about it so like yeah, this is hard for me, this is never not really fucking hard for me
anyways

11:08 pm  •  17 June 2013  •  1 note