May 2013
spotifylistener:
Do you ever meet someone and you’re just like “wow we would be really great friends! We have the same kind of humor and like the same stuff!” but you never really get the chance to sow the seeds of friendship so you just sit by yourself and chuckle quietly at all their jokes that they’re telling their actual friends
maliciousmelons:
*trips over my low self esteem*
deucebowl:
a fancy asian restaurant called “Suit and Thai”
it’s ridiculous how so much of your future depends on how successful you are as a teenager
“You’re under no obligation to be the same person you were five minutes ago.”
– My friend Kim, one of the wisest women I have ever know. (via ordinarywonder)
“I was a stupid Freshman, a silly Sophomore now I’m going to be a confident...”
– (via weirdbitchak907)
“Your head is a living forest full of songbirds.”
– E.E. Cummings (via danielismos)
sardonicheight:
[[seductively does nothing to indicate I’m attracted to you]]
“Do you ever think of me in the quiet, in the crowd?”
– Mumford & Sons (via dentelle-antique)
“I heard it too. The sound of something important to you disappearing.”
– 告白 (via kiddings)
atdirmaq:
ambedo n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life
azure-del-cielo:
angelofmine16:
celtiquebeauty24601:
swornbythestars:
Altaïr watched his father die
Ezio watched his father die
Haytham watched his father die
Connor killed his father
Good job, Connor
We’ve got a badass over here.
i dont’ play ass creed, but wouldn’t that have meant that he watched his father die too?
edgebug:
hugging people who are shorter than you and resting your chin on their heads ◕‿◕
hugging people who are your height and resting your chins on each other’s shoulders (◕‿◕✿)
hugging people who are taller than you and resting your head against their chests (✿◠‿◠)
hugging (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ
“As much as the end matters - the path, one chooses to get there, will always...”
– James Andrew Crosby (via jamesandrewcrosby)
getoffmybloghoe:
how does the math book say goodbye?
calculater
at least when you are hanging out with yourself, you get to pick the music
