Troye Is A Work Of Art.

Yikes…..

Wow I've missed this

shipping is like second hand falling in love.

you don’t fall in love with their soft cheeks, you fall in love with how that person looks when they touch that other person’s soft cheeks. you don’t fall in love with their eye colour, you fall in love with them knowing it about each other. it’s not their thighs that make you go crazy, it’s imagining that person admiring those thighs. you don’t cry because they don’t love you, you cry because the pain you imagine they’re going through hurts you too. the butterflies having fun at a rollercoaster in your tummy are from the eye contact between those two people on your screen.

you fall in love; not with people, but with the idea of their love for each other.

"SURVIVING"

I would do this 😂😂

TODAY AT SCHOOL...

Someone: *plays music on teacher's computer*

Teacher: ...

Teacher: this music is so gay

Me: ...

Teacher: *changes music*

Friend: ...

Teacher: *leaves room to get something*

Me & friend: *changes music to Troye Sivan*

Teacher: *walks back in*

Me: no now miss now you've got GAY music :)))))))

#entry

BETHANIE’S DOING A GIVEAWAY

I wanna give back to this community i love so dearly and I wanna pay for 1 of you to be able to watch the We’re All Doomed premiere (after party ticket)!!

i love this show so dearly and i really think everyone should watch it!

so what do you need to do?

- follow me

- reblog this post with #entry

that’s literally it!!!

I will be picking the winner at random on February 20th at 8pm and contacting you through tumblr DM so pls make sure i’m able to reach you!

(if you reblog this to boost it pls don’t use the entry tag, only use that if you want to be considered for the giveaway)

This is meeeee

me: *takes a deep breath* me: i lo- anyone who has spent five seconds around me ever: yes, you love troye sivan, we know, you love troye sivan so much, they’re the light of your life, you love them so much, you just love troye sivan, we KNOW, you love troye sivan you fucking love troye sivan ok we know, we get it, YOU LOVE TROYE SIVAN. WE GET IT.

My grandfather and my godfather (a beloved neighbor and dear family friend) had a long standing bet- for one dollar- about who would die first. Both of them being slightly pessimistic (in the funny way), they both insisted that they themselves would be the first to die. Any time my grandfather had a health scare, he’d gleefully call up my godfather to boast that he’d be passing “any day now” and he was sure to win the bet. It was a big family joke and they were always amiably sparring and comparing notes about who was in worse shape, medically speaking.

When my grandfather was in hospice care dying of liver cancer, my godfather was quite ill also. It took him great effort to make the journey to see his dying friend. As he came into the room, supported by a family member, he shuffled to my grandpa’s bedside and silently handed him a dollar bill. He was ceding his loss of the bet, as they both knew who was going first. My grandpa had been in quite bad shape for a while and was no longer able to speak but let me tell you he snatched that dollar with unexpected strength and literally laughed aloud. He knew exactly what the gesture meant and he couldn’t help but find the humor within the grief. It was the last time any of us heard my grandpa laugh, as he passed shortly after.

When I talk about my appreciation for “dark humor” I’m not so much thinking about edgy jokes, but rather the human instinct to somehow, impossibly, both find and appreciate the absurdity that is so often folded into the profound grief of life and death. When I tell this story I think it kind of perturbs people sometimes, but it’s honestly one of my favorite memories about two men I really deeply admired. I could never hope for anything more than for my loved ones to remember me laughing until the very end, and taking joy in a little joke as one of my final acts.