So this is it
dutchster:

"he’s making that face again isn’t he"

dutchster:

"he’s making that face again isn’t he"

witchomo:

lordemusic:

hate:

im only 17 and ive already had like 3 mid-life crises

lol me

ok lorde you’ve also been nominated for nearly 3 grammys at the age of 17
the thought of someone else touching you makes me sick to my stomach
(via 59oz)

literaryghoul:

unless your teachers are abusive assholes there is no fucking reason to disrespect them

they are literally trying their hardest to get you an education

teachers have every right to complain about rude students or the amount of papers they have to grade because their salary is low as shit

oh wow, your math teacher yelled at you because you were ignoring the lesson and talking to your friend

i wonder why

jesus christ teachers have it hard enough dont be an asshole

mrsmarisacoulter:

glumshoe:

Yet more of my wizard professor, who has a poodle familiar which follows him everywhere.

I should probably mention that my school also has an astronomy tower decorated with alchemy symbols.

Where the hell do you go to school?

(Two women having sex on a bench)
my mom: aw what good friends

tallulahblues:

I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.

Did you ever need me at all

I’m so fucking done.

Panic attacks can suck my fucking dick I’m so done fuck life fuck everything

atomicflan:

gryffindorgay:

“According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs, and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate beings condemning them to spend their lives in search for their other halves.”

~Plato’s The Symposium.

How many times will I reblog this? “Always.”

We did it at school. The myth also says that the pairings could be male/female, male/male or female/female (just sayin’)

kuno-chan:

saunteringvaguelydownwards:

decemberpaladin:

sizvideos:

Video

I love how she almost drops it until she smells it and that flashbulb memory hits.

“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real … Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”

Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit

legitimately teared up

vves:

do you ever read old conversations you had with someone and realize how much more they used to be interested you and it makes you feel like complete shit because everything is different now and you can tell you’ve just lost that shine that got their attention in the first place