The moment when I completely lost it
When you realize the recursive implications of this one shot.
Elsa’s ice palace, reimagined.
Now built upon the true foundation that was always there.
the home she made for herself to be free in though it meant she’d have to be alone, and the home she always had and was filled with love for her, though she could not let it in, and had to shut away who she really was
AND NOW THEY MELD TOGETHER INTO A PLACE WHERE SHE CAN BE LOVED AND FREE and will someone just fucking hold me
"Badassfully, are you sleeping with my sister?"
"Slumber would be difficult due to the energetic nature of our copulation."
the realest thing I’ve ever read.
The amount of questions Bastille asks in thier songs really stresses me out
are you gonna age with grace? do you like the person you’ve become? can you fill the silence? how am i gonna be an optimist? how am i gonna get myself home?
like idk dan you figure it out
Jonah. Hey, listen, settle something for me.
#so you are young and you love a boy#you expect that he will change your world#and he does#he rips it down#he rips your foundations down#and you watch and you can do nothing#except scream and scream until your throat bleeds out#until the blood drowns out your voice#and you watch as the boy grows into an almost-man#a never-man#you watch as he torments the world on such a grand scale#and you take your own personal apocalypse#and shove the pieces into the barrows of your heart#smothers it in ice in silence#don’t feel don’t feel#and yet you do#and when the boy-man falls#and chokes and drowns#you sit in silence still#but the pieces in that barrow rise again#and you whisper ‘the king is dead’#and you whisper ‘winter is coming’#long live the queen