I think the reason why the phrase “I’m not like most girls” annoys me so much is because women have been conditioned to feel like they have to disassociate themselves from the female gender to be recognised as an interesting human being and if that isn’t fucked up then I don’t know what is

(via foreverrrwanderlust)


You know when you’re little spoon and sleeping with someone and you wake up a little and scoot back towards them and they just so happen to be awake too and pull you in closer and you fall back asleep? Yeah. That.

Every morning :)

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Look into the eyes of an animal once in a while. It’s the purest look you will ever get.
You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst’, but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.
Stephen King, “Joyland”  (via revoult)

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Because sometimes, even if you know how something’s gonna end, that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy the ride.
Ted Mosby- How I Met Your Mother (via rainbowcupcakes7)

And we’ve all moved on… 


really in the mood for receiving $50,000,000

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i wish i knew what you were thinking 

i just realized this probably sounds really deep about some boy or something but its about my dog 

(via lostbutyoucanfollow)

  • Him: Do you love me?
  • Me: I love walking to my favorite coffee shop and sitting there for hours talking with my best friend. I love picking up a new book, and not putting it down until I've read every word. I love listening to music, with the volume all the way up, until my ears hurt. I love going on tumblr and seeing someone new followed me. I love taking naps in the middle of the day and then staying up all night. I loved you, but you kept hurting me. I learned that in order to be okay and keep loving the things that I do, I had to love myself more than I loved you. So I did love you, but I don't anymore.