“If there’s someone you absolutely miss, you might find yourself talking to them a lot in your mind, creating those fake conversations with them and you answer yourself in their voice in your head. Maybe it’s a girlfriend who dumped you or you know someone who died or that sort of thing, you adopt their personality or the memory of who they were as a means of staying close to them.”
—Matt Berninger (via simply-quotes)
March 2012
64 posts
Tumblr. My only place to vent without starting a frenzy. With that being said, FUCK YOU.
extreme makeover: home edition
- girl: i kinda like horses.
- ty: WE MADE YOUR ROOM INTO A HORSE AND DECORATED IT WITH HORSES AND HERE WE GOT YOU 3 PET HORSES AND WE ARE PAYING FOR SURGERY TO MAKE YOU A HORSE.
“HEY. I JUST MET YOU. AND THIS IS CRAAAAAZZZZAAAAY. BUT HERE’S MY NUMBER. SO CALL ME MAAAAAYBE.”
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Settle Down
Kimbra - Settle Down
BRILL track.
The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender.
“There have been about 514 Leap Years since Caesar created it in 45BC. Without the extra day every 4 years, today would be July 28, 2013. Also, the Mayan calendar did not account for leap year…so technically the world should have ended 7 months ago.”
Summer. No school. Sleepovers everyday. Sleeping in and going to bed whenever. Shorts. Lemonade. Rain. Tanning. Concerts. Fireworks. Vacations. Tank tops. Trampolines. Not wearing makeup or straightening hair. Bonfires. Going to the mall everyday. Fairs. No drama. Eating whenever. Sandals. Sunglasses. Going to the movies. Boat rides. Going to the beach. Swimming suits. Warm weather. Taking pictures. No homework. Summer love. Music. Walking around town. Water fights. Lip gloss. Dance parties. Longer hair. Wearing neon colors. Happiness and no depression. Summer 2012. Miss it yet?
“The sweetness of her body meeting and filling my mouth, my hands, wherever I touched, felt right and completing, as if I had been born to make love to this woman, and was remembering her body rather than learning it deeply for the first time.”
—Audre Lorde, Zami: A New Spelling of my Name, p. 139 (via agradschoolbreakup)
February 2012
72 posts
Well. I’ve officially lost my most prized possession. Wonderful.
