May 2013
All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.
– Buddha (via y-oongie)
Me: *sees book store* *looks to friend* *shuffles towards bookstore*
Friend: no.
fforestt:
i hope one day you find someone who makes flowers grow in even the saddest parts of you
sfux:
i feel like people who eat breakfast really have their lives together
pizzattack:
the only thigh gap i care about is the one you get when i spread your legs
selfdoubtandsyphilis:
dankestrnemes:
do animals think in english or in the sounds they make
this is what yahoo paid $1.1 billion for
3ridan:
do you ever look around at the big crowds of people around you and realize everyone has a story and memories and family and troubles and achievements and a first kiss and a broken heart but you’ll never know any of it and every human life is really intricate and expansive but oh they’ve walked into a shop and you’ll never see them again and you’ll never know just what they were...
letterstogodptiii:
tea-books-and-blankets:
yaygocats:
discomplete:
“i want to wear shorts because it’s hot but i really hate my legs” an autobiography
“I want to wear shorts but i didnt shave” the sequel.
“I want to wear shorts but I don’t tan and I’d rather not blind you” The trilogy
“I want to wear shorts but my huge dick always sticks out” a pop-up book
amoying:
the bags under my eyes are so heavy because they carry the weight of all my dead hopes and dreams
chompyface:
i was a good student until the crushing weight of reality shattered my hope for the future