sweet nothing nothings

Henry, Virginia, USA, 26, oh so very gay. Not single, thank you. This thingie will more than likely consist of reblogged images of cats and attractive mens and nerdy things and writing stuff. Either for my own revelry or for inspiration for the books and stories I will undoubtedly be spending a long time writing.

i-mnotbrokenjustbent:

madelinelime:

When I was a kid I thought your 20s were supposed to be fun, not filled with perpetual anxiety about financial stability and constantly feeling like an unaccomplished piece of shit. 

That’s because it was fun for baby boomers and they basically gave us this impression it would always be like that, but then they ruined the economy.

taikova:

are you alright there korra, are you finding out things about yourself, are you healing, are you meeting new people, are you inspiring them, are you connecting, do you miss naga and asami, are you having less nightmares… i just want to know this week isnt moving by fast enough.

taikova:

are you alright there korra, are you finding out things about yourself, are you healing, are you meeting new people, are you inspiring them, are you connecting, do you miss naga and asami, are you having less nightmares… i just want to know this week isnt moving by fast enough.

“If creative work protects a man against mental illness, it is small wonder that he pursues it with avidity; and even if the state of mind he is seeking to avoid is no more than a mild state of depression or apathy, this still constitutes a cogent reason for engaging in creative work even when it brings no obvious external benefit in its train.”

– Anthony Storr (via writingquotes)

sephiramy:

ourloveissemperfii:

"One day in the subway, James saw a red cat with a wound to the leg that likely resulted from a fight with another cat. It was obvious that the cat needed help. James could not pass and took the cat to the vet. With a little medical treatment and prescription drugs, the cat quickly recovered. At that point, James found it impossible to say goodbye to Street Cat Bob. Bob followed James everywhere he went. As James played the guitar on the street and Bob sat nearby, revenues increased dramatically. People found it difficult to pass when they looked at the cute kitty. James went on to write a book describing their adventures in the street which was full of life – both dramatic and comedic. In the book, James says that he could not have imagined how meeting Bob would change his life. His friendship with the cat healed him from a life that had been very hard. Most likely, if Bob could speak, he would say the same thing.”

Um, so here is a book I am going to go BUY… NOW.