Posted 20 hours ago
Posted 20 hours ago


i love eating plants 🌿🍴

Posted 20 hours ago


shout out to the peaceful skeleton communitity


Posted 20 hours ago
Posted 20 hours ago
Do you think about me the way I think about you
When it’s 3am and I can’t sleep
because all I can think about
is the way you kissed me that afternoon
With soft lips and hands pressed firmly on my waist
When it’s early morning
and I’m making coffee,
and I think about the first time
you stayed over all night and
how much caffeine we drank just to stay awake
and talk about our futures, we seemed unstoppable.
And I use to hope that our dreams would collide,
I was so naive to believe such different paths
could ever cross again
Do you think about me when you pass the park
where you first said I love you,
because I know I do.
Some days I visit to see if it’s changed
the same way that me and you did.
It hasn’t.
I feel like crying all the time
because everything I do reminds me of you,
and my chest aches and my stomach feels weak.
And here I am screaming to the sky,
wishing to become one with the wind
because I don’t think I can deal
with the memory of you any longer
For-longed memories: Carol Shlyakhova(strong-but-breakable)
Posted 1 day ago


This was my chemistry professor.

Posted 1 day ago
Posted 1 day ago

Isaiah in a few years!!! Hahaha

(Source: flexican626)

Posted 1 day ago




what’s the difference between a dirty bus stop and a lobster with breast implants ?

one’s a crusty bus station and one’s a busty crustacean

#i’ve told this joke a million times and it NEVER fails
Posted 1 day ago
You just need to find your people.
‘Find my people?’
Your tribe.
You know, you spend your whole life feeling like you don’t quite fit in anywhere. And then you walk into a room one day, whether it’s at university or an office or some kind of club, and you just go, ‘Ah, there they are.’ And suddenly you feel at home.

Jojo Moyes, One Plus One

This spoke to me. You are all my people. My tribe. My chosen family. And I am so grateful that 3+ years ago I decided to spill my guts on the internet. I’ve met some wonderful people because of that choice. Cheers to this wild ride.

(via marathonmelissa)