cris | GQ | ♊/♋

nought's had,
all's spent,

where our desire
is got without content;

'tis safer to be that which we destroy

than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.


queer authors: make all your characters queer. every single one of them. leave no room for alternate cishet interpretations. make straight people uncomfortable. let them cry about how unrealistic it is that no one is cishet. bottle their tears and pour them over your morning pancakes. savor the taste of their discomfort.

(via cuccumella)

You’ll pry my Oxford comma from my cold, dead, and lifeless hands.

(Source: delgrosso, via persnicketyknickers)