depresant:

you all deserve someone who isnt embarrassed to love you and tells all their friends about you and saves your selfies, good and bad to look at when they miss you and loses sleep to talk to you and tells you how much they love you. i hope you all find that!!

forcefields:

it’s so weird that we call our loved ones things that we eat
sugar… pumpkin… honey… baby…

Baby.

akailolita:

Good weather during finals 

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Tumblr’s new dashboard update is messing up my customization. Angry. 

All I’m saying is, he should treat you like flowers grow under your every step. He should treat you like the air would leave him when you’re gone. And if he doesn’t treasure you like you are the moon’s gravity to the ocean’s waves, then maybe he shouldn’t be yours either.

Just got home from clubbing. Despite some setbacks at the beginning of the night, tonight was so fun. So many stories to tell but I’m too lazy to blog from my phone.

Also, the ring my boyfriend gave me saved me from so many creeps. His presence even when he’s not here. 💕

You call yourself an intellectual. But I can see right through you.

That’s fine. Bask in your immaturity, your pitiful ways. That’s fine, play the victim when really, your thoughts are more malicious than anybody else.

Remember this: do not think for once that you are a good person, or above others, if you can’t find it in yourself to be happy for someone else’s good fortune. If you have to ask the question “why can’t it be me, and not them?” when good fortune comes their way, don’t you dare think you have any right to preach.

I will call you out the next them you whine. I will call you out the next time to act on immaturity and selfishness. I will call you out the next time you feign the role of the victim. And I will personally make sure you learn.

I want to roll over at 2 a.m. to a kiss from you not a text message
― (via wanksclub)

(Source: lezbianzdoitbetter)

queenofthebaras:

people on tumblr r so sensitive they all be like

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