I am an ocean
Fluid and changing

You are a mountain
Constant and sure

And no matter how many times my waves try to push you away
You stay
And you stay
And you stay


Hannah Taylor, “Mountain”  (via jazminantoinette)


I remember when I was younger and I wanted to be beautiful; now I’m older and I want to be intelligent. I want to burn hearts with brilliance and engulf souls with compassion. I want to be loved for my thoughts and nothing else.
(via substvncia)


Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you’re supposed to. Stay home on New Year’s Eve if that’s what makes you happy. Skip the committee meeting. Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances. Read. Cook. Run. Write a story.

Susan Cain, Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking (via utterdiscord) Amen (via lovexsaf)

I love this book!

(via jessica-leilani)

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I like my hair messy. My love wild. And my sex aggressive. But I’m still a sensitive woman, just with passion.
Sade Harrison (via timedoesnotexisthere)

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The hours between 12am and 6am
have a funny habit of making you feel
like you’re either on top of the world,
or under it.

Beau Taplin || the hours between.   (via exoticwild)

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You fell asleep, and I lost my reason to stay awake
(via enchantedtoperfection)

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I want you to draw on my naked body, leave me love bites on my hip, take pictures of me when I’m not looking, show the world that I’m your only one girlfriend. I want you to surprise me with small gifts and take me somewhere so I wouldn’t ask. I want you to play with my hair and feed me when I’m to lazy. I want you to hold my hand in public so that people know your mine. I want you to love me for who I am no matter if i change my body, hair or the way I dress. Because ill always love you no matter what you do. You’ll always be my one and only.
Me (I wrote this from night thinking)

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soufflesandbowties:

50% of my jokes are self deprecating and 50% are self congratulatory like i’ll say “wow its hot in here…. just like me” and 5 seconds later point at a trash can and say “me”




gi-grenades-curl-bombs:

ryanjamesyezak:

This Anna Kendrick Little Mermaid SNL sketch is impossible to find (NBC ran into some legal issues with Disney)… watch while you can!

Omg brilliant





It’s gonna hurt. Fuck, it’s gonna hurt like hell. When you give everything you have to someone, and it’s still not enough, it’s going to rip you apart inside. Then it’ll slowly start to get better. You’ll think about things other than them. You’ll find ways to occupy your mind. Some days you’ll still wake up wanting to call them just to say good morning. You’ll still spend some days crying and listening to sad songs that remind you of them. You’ll fall asleep crying because it doesn’t feel right without them there. That’s okay. It’s okay that it hurts. But it’s okay for it to get better, too. It’s okay to let yourself heal. It’s okay to go get drunk in hopes that you’ll get them off your mind, but it’s okay to dance around your room in your underwear because you feel actually happy, too. Life isn’t going to stop. I know right now it feels like the world has stopped turning, but it hasn’t. You’ll make new friends and meet new people. Eventually, you’ll stop thinking about them altogether. And you might remember them forever. They might have a small part of you forever. But you’ll change. You’ll grow. And one day you might even wonder why you loved them, because you recognize that you didn’t deserve to be hurt like that. It’s okay to be okay.
It’s okay to move on (via somethingdifferententirely)


Orlando, who was dining with Leonardo DiCaprio at the Cipriani restaurant on Wednesday night, was very, very angry, when Justin, who didn’t have a reservation at the eatery, approached their table to try to talk to the actors.

DiCaprio had proceeded to shoo away the pop singer with his hand, leading Bieber to provoke a fight which saw Bloom jump over a sofa to get at the 20-year-old Baby singer at the restaurant.


(x) this just keeps getting better

dicaprio had proceeded to shoo away the pop singer with his hand

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god, bieber is such a prick

(via mrsweasley)



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When your song come on in the club

You will have days where you feel better, and you will have days where you want to die. Both are okay. There is no magical cure. You just need to close your eyes, and trust that the waves will pass, and soon you’ll be able to breathe again.
(via dvmbgirl)