themanwithfrozenhearts:

im a really affectionate person once you get past my 5 layers of shyness, awkwardness, fear, vague dislike, and loneliness

(via free-and-nowhere-bound)

I wish there was something about me that was addictive. Something that made me hard to forget or hard to move on from. I hate it when people find it easy to dismiss me for someone else in days. It really takes no effort at all to push me out of the picture when I’m just a side factor.

(Source: nic0tine-kisses, via free-and-nowhere-bound)

thebabbagepatch:

holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit

(Source: sizvideos, via relentlessinsomnia)

rib-caged:

I hate when guys are like “oh you’re not one of those girls that’s going to order a salad for dinner are you?” MAYBE I AM. MAYBE I FUCKING LIKE SALADS. HAVE YOU EVEN TASTED RASPBERRY VINAIGRETTE. 

(Source: rib-caged, via 0oreos)

jacobtheloofah:

too little too late

(via sarcastic-snowflake)

arrogantdad:

my mom told me that in high school she used to get boyfriends at the beginning of February so they had enough time to get her a valentines day gift and then break up with them the day after and just keep the gift and one day she told her parents about it and they made her keep her boyfriend at least until the end of February and so she did and that boy is now my dad

(via shouldnt)

"No one will miss me", "I’m better off dead"

after-crisis:

When I worked at a non-profit that handled suicide prevention, I had access to the donation records. Each month, a specific man donated 15$ to our organization. It was like clockwork.. same day, same man, he had been doing this for over 4 years. It always seemed odd to me but I never questioned it… until I saw a note attached one month. "For Noah- Dad"

his donation was once his child’s allowance.

I can promise you, they would miss you for the rest of their lives.

(via buyingaspaceshipx)

i-can-be-your-lost-boy:

Alex Gaskarth crashing You Me At Six’s set at Reading Festival 

(my photo, please don’t steal or remove this caption) 

(via iammattflyzik)

thefutureauthor:

*whispers* Mulan, Merida, and Rapunzel didn’t have men saving them

*regular voice* Lilo and Nani’s sisterly love for each other was a big point in their movie

*slightly aggravated voice* Enchanted questioned marrying a man you hardly know

*shouting* FROZEN ISN’T THE FIRST DISNEY MOVIE TO HAVE THESE POINTS

(via buyingaspaceshipx)

anakarinamaddock:

Last night I dreamt that someone was interviewing Pete Wentz and asked him about the eyeliner and he told him that it went on eye-atus and I woke up laughing.

(Source: alampasc, via iminthenude)

What's the most illegal thing you ever did?

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portionsforfoxes:

sephyerite:

almanzapedia:

At Stanford there was this Professor who was a total bitch and she taught British Literature, which was cool. Except she taught only her opinions of the books and it didn’t help me as a writer. I went to school to learn new things to improve my craft, not have someone else’s opinions carved onto my forehead.

So anyway, for our final project, she asked us to write a ten page paper on why the color symbolism in Othello was so significant. I did some research and it turned out that she did her entire graduate thesis on this very subject. I was mad. This wasn’t teaching, this was boosting her ego. SO I wrote a ten page essay on why color symbolism in Othello wasn’t significant, satirizing it to the point of no return, saying that her opinion was an opinion and shouldn’t be taken seriously.

SHe failed me, needless to say. So in retaliation, I responded by baking a batch of brownies laced with weed and laxatives and delivered them myself to the professor hours before her big graduation speech. I told her that it was a peace offering, my way of apologizing and asking if I could do anything to fix my grade.

She refused to fix my grade.

In the end, she shit herself on stage.

I didn’t regret it.

No mercy.

holy shit

(Source: italiansd0itbetter, via neon-vagina)

“Normality is a paved road. It’s comfortable to walk along, but no flowers grow on it.”

— Vincent van Gogh (via psych-facts)

(via neon-vagina)

religiousmom:

do you ever wanna listen to music but every song is just not the right song

(via shouldnt)

gnarly:

do you ever get anxiety bc your room is so messy but ur just too damn lazy to clean it

(via shouldnt)