breakinq:

following back tons
A pretty face doesn’t make a pretty heart. That’s why I will never judge the appearance of another, until I’ve come to know their heart.

-William Chapman (via hopelesslyhealing)

(Source: williamchapmanwritings, via spikeheels-skintightjeans)

worldofthecutestcuties:

A box of baby Bengals

sentimentalslut:

people say ‘I love you’ in a lot of different ways

'eat something'

'buckle up'

'get some sleep'

(via spikeheels-skintightjeans)

irrreversibility:

boys cry
girls masturbate
boys can like pink and not be gay
girls can have short hair and not be a lesbian
boys can like ballet
girls can like video games
boys can be hot without a six pack
girls can be hot without a hairless body
boys can have hair down to their waists
girls can have stretch marks, curves and back fat

gender doesn’t determine what you can and cannot enjoy, what you can and cannot look like or what you can and cannot do

(via joshpeck)

luciferhasthebooty:

etnah:

hinder:

it is actually really sweet when someone stays up late to talk to you

What if they fall asleep by accident though?

then you love it even more because they stayed up even though they were dead tired just to talk to you ya doof

(Source: sprout, via one-last-letter)

yeah-youtubers:

This sign is in my doctors office above the scale and I really love it. It actually made me feel a lot better after reading it
I’m in love with you. Yeah, it’s that bad. You’re so beautiful to me. Shut up, let me tell you, let me. Every time I look at your face, or even remember it, it wrecks me. And the way you are with me, and you’re just fun and you shit all over me and you make fun of me and you’re real. I don’t have enough time in any day, to think about you enough. I feel like I’m gonna live a thousand years cause that’s how long it’s gonna take me to have one thought about you, which is that I’m crazy about you. I don’t wanna be with anybody else. I don’t. I really don’t. I don’t think about women anymore. I think about you. I had a dream the other night that you and I were on a train. We were on this train and you were holding my hand. That’s the whole dream, you were holding my hand and I felt you holding my hand. I woke up and I couldn’t believe it wasn’t real. I’m sick in love with you. It’s like a condition, it’s like polio. I feel like I’m gonna die if I can’t be with you and I can’t be with you, so I’m gonna die and I don’t care cause I was brought into existence to know you, and that’s enough. The idea that you would want me back? It’s like, greedy.

-Louis CK  (via thatkindofwoman)

(Source: nastalieee, via r4ging-pineapple)