This World Is So Cruel

There were five others before they got to him. He smiled a little when his turn came. His voice was low, smoky, and dead sexy. ‘My name is Augustus Waters,’ he said. ‘I’m seventeen. I had a little touch of osteosarcoma a year and a half ago, but I’m just here today at Isaac’s request.’

'And how are you feeling?' asked Patrick.

'Oh, I’m grand.' Augustus Waters smiled with a corner of his mouth. 'I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.'

John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via observando)
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thefaustianspider:

Greed Got the best of us both That serpent of sin biting our thoughts Slithering through our actions Hatred Choked the life out us both Turning strangers into adversaries Gripping the last threshold Ignorance Claimed me as their child today Snuffed my process with a swift blowI became a puppet to it’s gripSorrow Filled me at the thought of past regretsI wish to pour it out to youGiving you my word

thefaustianspider:

Greed
Got the best of us both
That serpent of sin biting our thoughts
Slithering through our actions
Hatred
Choked the life out us both
Turning strangers into adversaries
Gripping the last threshold
Ignorance
Claimed me as their child today
Snuffed my process with a swift blow
I became a puppet to it’s grip

Sorrow
Filled me at the thought of past regrets
I wish to pour it out to you
Giving you my word

nekootaku23:

This is Alois Trancy.

He’s bipolar.

He’s abusive.

He has separation issues.

He wears booty shorts.

And you will love him.

ask-trancy:

⋨ ♔ ⋩  Made by me, please dont steal or repost on any other site, thank you.

ask-trancy:

⋨ ♔ ⋩  Made by me, please dont steal or repost on any other site, thank you.

jaylathecerealkiller:

In this whole world, everything is the dream of a butterfly

i-illusio:

- Black Butler Icons 3/4 -

tintiddle96:

Don’t you get it?
                            There’s   d a r k n e s s   in his eyes ]
                                                    and   i c e   in his heart ]
 
         He cannot love. 
                              It’s part of   t h e   r i d d l e   of his being ]