Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.
Oscar Wilde, The Portrait of Dorian Grey
The Lion King
Scar + Text Posts
I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don’t know what grey is. I never did.
and within ten minutes Iluvatar’s sweet heavenly orchestra
has become Melkor’s doombattle moshpit slaughterhouse (x)
Who hasn’t asked himself, am I a monster or is this what it means to be human?
when you accidentally step on a bee
Dads and Tumblr
I reblogged strictly for the very last one
Go forth elven prince of the mountains
He must be a half elf because Elves can’t grow beards
Gimli and Legolas’s true son.
bless everything about this post
I must do this with my husband’s hair STAT
What doesn’t kill me should run, because now I’m fucking pissed