things I am thankful for I’m thankful that everyone involved in the car crash tonight was safe I’m thankful my car was out of gas, because as much as I love my car, it wouldn’t have survived a hit like that I’m thankful for all the people who stopped to help us and make sure we were alright I’m thankful for the women who gave us their information as witnesses ...
I’m so lucky for the friends that I have. The true friends, my real friends. The ones I would do anything for and the ones who would do anything for me. And maybe it’s just because it’s my birthday, but I’ve really been feeling the love the past couple of days. And that is so, so sweet and I just feel so, so loved. And at the same time, I’m making some changes in my...
splinteryourspine: splinteryourspine: I just watched an old couple get into their car and set off the alarm and then try to turn it off for like ten minutes before giving up and driving away with the alarm still going off now that i think about it maybe i just watched an old couple steal a car
[[MORE]]Nights like these also remind me that I really fucking like you and I’m going to really fucking miss you. Goddamn.
It’s nights like tonight, when I’ve almost completely lost my voice and I can barely keep my eyes open, that feel so hopeful. The potential for life is limitless, you know? Why would I ever want to waste it? Why even bother breathing if I can’t breathe with passion? And I guess you could call this happy, but it’s so much more than that. It’s a satisfaction, it’s...
dorirosa: suncalf: what if you were in bed tonight and you were really lonely and sad and you were lying with your arm hanging out over the edge of the bed into the darkness and just as you were going to sleep, the darkness reached out and held your hand i made a thing
unicornfairyprincess: let’s have a moment of silence remembering every loser i’ve ever had a crush on in my entire lifetime the numbers are inhumanely high
A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives...– George R.R. Martin (via cmbatman)
badgermoles: A Hundred Ways To Say Your Name colporteur: by Tania De Rozario I avoid speaking your name in conversation, throwing it to the air as if it were nothing more than an assumption of you; it is my last mode of defence. The last item of clothing to discard before I realise I’m naked in public. Because they can hear it in my voice. I know. Even in that one short syllable that means...
From the Manifesto of the Selfish, Stephen Dunn
poetry365: Because altruists are the least sexy people on earth, unable to say “I want” without embarrassment, we need to take from them everything they give, then ask for more, this is how to excite them, and because it’s exciting to see them the least bit excited once again we’ll be doing something for ourselves, who have no problem taking pleasure, always desirous and so pleased to be...
Dad: There's going to be an eclipse on Sunday.
Me: Time to take out the fire nation.
Me: I mean, cool.
I’m the least competitive person I know. Because, really, when it comes down to it, I just want to be happy. I don’t care what else, just happy. That’s a priority. Everything else just kind of blurs together. And it’s like, I’m setting myself up to be happy. And that’s what matters to me. If I’ve learned anything, ever, it’s that time passes way too...
yufeelme: don’t hate your body because it’s too fat or too thin hate it because it’s a prison of flesh and its existence is meaningless
quitefrank1y: causeimjustateenagefangirlbaby: ...