I want very badly to be in love again, which is why I’m in no position to look for it.
Jonathan Tropper, This is Where I Leave You (via thelovejournals)
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I want very badly to be in love again, which is why I’m in no position to look for it.
Jonathan Tropper, This is Where I Leave You (via thelovejournals)
I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, Kiss me harder, and You’re a good person, and, You brighten my day. I live my life as straight-forward as possible. Because one day, I might get hit by a bus. Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands. But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate. And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care. We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans. We never know when the bus is coming.
Rachel C. Lewis, Tell the People you Love You Love Them (via thelovejournals)
Beirut, lebanon 🇱🇧
this is like a painting in motion
liberal redneck? thank the lord stereotypes aren’t always true..
“The sentient tire fires that have bookended his presidency”
“that shit is the dorito made out of tacos of pissin’ off shitty white people”
I kept hearing that ‘better to have loved and lost’ bull[crap]. Another falsehood. Trust me, it is not better. Don’t show me paradise and then burn it down.
Harlan Coben, Tell No One (via thelovejournals)
She said call me I’m screaming
Blue Is The Warmest Color (Dir. Abdellatif Kechiche)
you may miss them sometimes, but you’re so much better off without them and you know that
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White privilege can also be hard…
THIS IS THE BEST VIDEO I’VE EVER SEEN
Dear God….
I am fucking dying omg
I’m the second “Berkley” yell
Oh my fucking god
Always reblog.