I just realized

dirtyberd:

that looking cute > everything else in my day. I have been insanely unproductive today which is how I usually evaluate my self worth for the day. I didn’t work in the morning, slept in, skipped class for no reason, didn’t go to the gym, haven’t even done anything fun, no homework, haven’t texted back my friends, and like at one point I was literally just staring at a wall for like 25 minutes and thinking about cheese. But I showered and put on makeup and I’m wearing new clothes and I’m sitting here thinking, “Wow today was a really good day!” And I’m 1000% sure if I was wearing gym clothes and no makeup I would hate myself right now.

Look good feel good? But that’s kinda fucked up right!?

tristamateer:

We had my favorite love affair.

I fell in love with you at the foot of the bed and in the fruit juice aisle next to the cranberry concentrate. It was slow coming on and quick ending. I woke up one day, happy that you were already out of the bed. I woke up like that for months. I swear there was a point when I needed you for more than keeping me warm at night.

cristinciklove:

Cats | via Facebook pe We Heart It.

cristinciklove:

Cats | via Facebook pe We Heart It.

"but after everything, it’s always you"
— 6 word story (dulldrops)
"Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence."
— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (via durianquotes)
bublog:

Most amazing face on the planet. 

bublog:

Most amazing face on the planet. 

Disney characters with their perfect Pokemon, by kuitsuku

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It’s like drowning but you just won’t fucking die.

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— Urban Dictionary definition of unrequited love (via rosettes)
"I’m used to it"
— The saddest thing you can hear someone say.
"Open a book this minute and start reading. Don’t move until you’ve reached page fifty. Until you’ve buried your thoughts in print. Cover yourself with words. Wash yourself away. Dissolve."
Carol Shields, The Republic of Love (via bookmania)