slomps:

Imagine being given a book with a photo of every person you’d ever met

(via twinking)

verysmalldeer:

nevecampbell:

I just wanna s*** some d***

HOW MANY DOGS ARE YOU LOOKING TO SELL

(via trait)

"When I was little, I thought being an adult was one of the greatest feat ever. I thought that if I reach adulthood, I would have all the knowledge in the world. I would be so great just like the people I looked up to then. I couldn’t wait to grow up and answer to myself. I would be able to do things on my own, without the aid of a helping hand. When I was little, I thought I would have everything figured out by the time I’m an adult. I’ve reached my teenage years and I’m close to being done with that milestone, and I still haven’t figured everything out. I don’t think I’ve even come close to reaching the half-point of it all. I’m far from an all-powerful oracle of knowledge. I’m far from being the best person that I have the potential to be. I still answer to many things besides myself (sometimes even more so to those than my own self). I still reach for a helping hand whenever things get rough, or even when they’re smooth sailing. I’m not sure where to begin and where to end, and if I even want to know at all. These restless feelings of lost and uncertainty are unnerving. Sometimes, I find myself awake at night wondering if I’ll ever figure things out. If I’ll ever find myself. If I’ll ever stop listening to outside voices, drown what needs to be forgotten, save what needs to be remembered, and live up to my potential. Sometimes, I wish I can go back in time and tell my younger self, “hush, dear child. Don’t rush your life. Look forward, but don’t step too forward too fast.” I wish I had someone then who warned me about growing up too fast."

(NJ.)

(via graceratops)

4chanofficial:

i find bad jokes funnier than funny jokes

(via discomforted)

shouldnt:

I AM SO EXCITED TO WEAR SWEATERS AGAIN

(via stability)

chidoree:

if you threw a pad or tampon into a crowd of boys they would probably all scream and it would be like that scene from monsters inc where george gets contaminated by a sock

(via adrxane)

reallyreallyreallytrying:

yo how much dirt you gotta throw in the ocean to make a new country

(via trait)

french:

I’m so fucking weird
It’s like:
I’m the nicest rude person you’ll ever meet.
I don’t give a fuck about anything but at the same time, I care about a lot.
I hate people but I want to be everyone’s friend.
I hate myself but I’m completely fabulous.
I need help.

(via stabs)

troyesivan:

1.1 million notes on this bag of lemonade and no one reblogs my selfies

scarred-and-silent:

everywordinexistence:

i miss getting party bags at the end of parties why dont we still do that party bags were the best part of the party

It was like a reward for being sociable

(via textpost-vault)

"Confidence isn’t walking into a room with your nose in the air, and thinking you are better than everyone else, it’s walking into a room and not having to compare yourself to anyone else in the first place."

— (via m-wol)

(via happiest)

thebagofholding:

“man i am so tired” stays up for 3 more hours doing absolutely nothing

(via gnarly)