magarudie:

pineapplemints:

magarudie:

the longer I think about The Fault In Our Stars the more I realize how cripplingly pretentious it is. when was the last time you heard an attractive teenager talk like they skimmed the wiki entry for Nietzsche 

every day when I was 16-18 years old

I said attractive don’t kid yourself

I was waiting for this. I like you.

magarudie:

the longer I think about The Fault In Our Stars the more I realize how cripplingly pretentious it is. when was the last time you heard an attractive teenager talk like they skimmed the wiki entry for Nietzsche 

every day when I was 16-18 years old

floate:

urrplang:

colibooli:

almyro:

chinkerbelle:

Reasons I grab my boobs

  • running upstairs
  • running downstairs
  • running
  • stoked on life
  • scared
  • walking through my house in the dark
  • bored
  • boobs

do girls really do this?

yes. yes they do. 

it’s the best

its the breast

Tits the breast.

(Source: schnephanie)

daedragoddess:

repeat after me

if a bi, pan, or asexual person dates someone of the opposite gender

IT DOES NOT MEAN THEY ARE STRAIGHT

"I think people should listen to classical music but not at the exclusion of listening to pop music. Pop music carries your story, you know? Each of our generations’ stories are in there so to not listen to that is to sort of not be in touch with what’s going on."
— John DeLancie on The Nerdist Podcast (tidied up a little fit clarity)

My Quietest Place - I live in a little nest of streets between two train lines, a main road and a football stadium. It was a windy day so bin lids were flapping, stuff was flying around and gulls were screeching everywhere. I followed my rears and ended up spiralling into the centre of my nest of streets. This is the alley next to a church. It’s blocked on all sides and there is no one and nothing there. #theartassignment

(Source: ruinedchildhood)

"We emotionally manipulated each other until we thought it was love."
— Warsan Shire, “34 Excuses For Why We Failed at Love” (via epikhi)

(Source: larmoyante)