there are no pan-asian supermarkets down in hell.

Names for my highly unlikely future children (or, perhaps more likely, novel characters)

Femmes:

• Caroline
• Hero
• Iris
• Ivy
• Mavis
• Regine
• Ruby
• Violet

Hommes:

• Adrien
• Damien
• Elias
• Harvey
• Jackson
• Konstantin
• Owen
• Theo

Dear you,

“And so it is, just like you said it should be: we’ll both forget the breeze most of the time.”

Life is good mostly, except for these rare occasions when I think of you and wonder if life would be any different had I had the wherewithal to just reach over and touch your hand.

It is then a dull ache sets in over my whole body like a sickness. The recollection of that night triggers a profound and stinging sadness that radiates from my head, my fingertips, and my heart.

Especially my heart.

That twinge of regret is so painfully familiar, since I felt it so many nights before we said what we sad and did what we did. I felt it even then - even now - waiting for you to do what you promised you’d do. Waiting, waiting, waiting. I sleep and I wait for you to make your way back around the world to me.

Perhaps, like Persephone, I will emerge again from this slumber when the sighing winds of Winter yield to the green leaves again. Until then, I fear this cold will plague me. I do not know if this was your intention, but for now in the silence it appears as though you were the callous one.

What if historically significant people posted on FMYLIFE.com?

longlivethequeen:

srsly:

noonish:

“The other day I was trying to get all my friends for dinner and I ended up having to feed them both my blood and my body. One of them betrayed me now I am hung in between two thieves for apparently trying to be King of the Jews. Thanks Dad, FML.”

“Tried to go to the White people highschool today. They were literally all racist and I had to have cops escort me to my classes. FML.”

“Tried to get a job today, was told no Irish need apply and was told to go die from eating nothing but potatoes, if I was lucky. FML”

“Totally won some awesome Nobel prize, can’t really bask in my glory though, remember the pretty blue-green light that those substances gave off in the dark? Turns out they are bad for you. FML”

Re-Blog and add your own.

Today, I discovered the Philippines. Turns out they’re not down with that. I got killed by their leader, Lapu-Lapu. I got killed by a man named after a fish. FML.