And here is what we call a textbook defintion of puppydog eyes.
it winked are you joking
"When they work, long distance relationships are the best sort of beautiful, I think. That a person could wait months, cross miles and oceans for a few short spectacular moments with the person they love, that’s it, you know, that’s what we’re all looking for."
"Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self-portrait. Everything is a diary."
fuuck your bedtime mom. its probably like 5 am in china right now. time is a human construction that doesnt even exisgt. if u reject time you can transcend it. please i want to play halo
"I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s… beautiful."
"I didn’t realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone."
Im a lesbian so i must have a crush on every girl i see. I have alot of guy friends so i must be fucking every single one of them. I smile alot, so i must have the perfect life.**I listen to reggae, so I must be a stoner. My opinion matters, so I must be a bitch. Im comfortable with my body, so I get around?Im friends with a lot of guys, so I’ve must have hooked up with all of them.I like to help out, so I must be a suck up.I’m black, so I must be ghetto.I’m Mexican, so I must be low class.I’m straight up blunt, so I must be a bitch.I like to drink, so I must be an alcoholic.I don’t hang out with guys, so I must be a lesbian.I cut myself so I must be emo.I’m bisexual, so none of my girl friends can feel safe.I laugh and smile, so I cannot be depressed.
I like spending my day at home, so I don’t have any friends
I am gay, so i must be bullied I’m not popular, so I must be loser. I am gay, so I fancy every boy in my school. I am gay, so people must torment me. I am gay, so I like it up the ass. I have red hair, I must be trying to be Hayley Williams. I’m all for gay right, I must be gay myself. I have leukemia, So I must be dying. I like studying new things, so I must be a nerd with no life. I’m strong, so I must not hurt.
Reblogging myself because fuckin aye
Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.