I love he eyes
I love he eyes
this mangacap summarizes how i spend my time in class, work or when someone’s trying to talk to me in general —— fantasizing abt gay porn
i actually feed on intelligence
i love it when people know a lot about a lot of things
about music, films, religion, beliefs, history
i love listening to peoples opinions
i love big words
i want to suck in all these smart things like a sponge
(Source: pakao)
(Source: nurui)
A long time ago, I wrote a fic where, due to tragic circumstances, Takaba loses his memories of Asami. I’ll very likely never finish it, but here, have a snippet.
Focus. Adust. Click. Snap. Change angle. Focus. Adust. Click. Snap.
Lifting his eyes from camera’s viewfinder, Akihito…
great
but wt murder
“Yet I am not more sure that my soul lives, than I am that perverseness is one of the primitive impulses of the human heartone of the indivisible primary faculties, or sentiments, which give direction to the character of Man.”
Edgar Allan Poe, The Black Cat, 1843
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