I live in a world without magic or miracles. A place where there are no clairvoyants or shapeshifters, no angels or superhuman boys to save you. A place where people die and music disintegrates and things suck.

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Books. Anime. Lazy as cat. Modest and arrogant at the same time.

been blogging since dec 2011
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fake-mermaid:

do you ever wash your face with cold water and feel like your life has changed dramatically

(Source: fake-mermaid)


To me, our backs are the coldest part of the human body. It meant never looking back.

(Source: eunify)


"The world revolved around the sun? Aw I thought it revolved around me."

(Source: eunify)


#Pahiwatig2014

boy: nakakalungkot maging single
girl: same here :((

bnw

bnw

buttlicked:

You’re bad at grammar? *pats u on shoulder* their, they’re, there.

(Source: buttlicked)


freshman: how can I balance my love life and my studies?
upperclassman: you shouldn't balance it, because studies should always be your priority.

I’m on chapter 800+ on detective conan and there are only a few chapters left. I already feel sad that it’s almost finished.

I feel like a guru or like a master when someone asks me to recommend them manga or a novel to read. Hohoho


The person who constantly makes jokse that aren’t funny are one of my favorite people. I think that even though their jokes don’t work, they still always try to make people laugh. Some may find it annoying. But the fact that they make an effort even though unappreciated makes them amazing.


I just can’t help but feel like someone else’s dashboard is like an alternate universe. Like whoa his world is completely different compared to mine.

(Source: eunify)


trying to do everything at once but finishing nothing

'What is love?' they asked me.
But it wasn’t just something I can explain easily
I could go on and on explaining what love is and maybe end up writing a novel.
Maybe I would.
I just hope he won’t mind if I use his name for the title.

As I put down my pen, I know somewhere, someone is picking up theirs.
As i release a sound of resignation, I know somewhere, someone is making a sound of joy for achieving something.
I know this, that as I was complaining about life’s struggles, somewhere, someone is accepting that life is that way.
Perhaps, somewhere, someone is already creating world’s greatest creation.
And that wouldn’t be me because I already put my pen at rest
Sighed the sound of defeat
Complained about life’s reality
I just wish I was that someone

when i already gave up//

snorlaxatives:

why the fuck does everyone in the purge movies want to kill people if crime was legal i’d find a way to erase my student debt and also probably steal a bunch of new clothes