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[trip-with-the-sky]

Rick and Morty

[rdih]

[adrenaline]

via weheartit

[ageless-years]

[historicaltimes]

Anti-bra protest, California c. 1969

[wordsalawidder]

Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.

(via bl-ossomed)

[am-i-pop-punk-yet]

[budha69]

[love-personal]

[poetrist]

How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.

(via stability)

[thoughts-memories]

[mywayofhealing]

He listens to me not just when I talk to him, but when I look at him. That’s why I fell in love.

genuine [seran.b] (via mywayofhealing)

[themotivationjournals]

Lately I’ve been thinking about who I want to love, and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, and what I need to learn to love that way, and who I need to become to become the kind of love I want to be…and when I break it all down, when I whittle it into a single breath, it essentially comes out like this: Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.

Andrea Gibson (via themotivationjournals)

[beautifulkindofchaos-deactivate]

I don’t want it if it’s easy

#beautifulkindofchaos (via beautifulkindofchaos)

[joslittlecorner]

I love messy. I love when you laugh so hard that your whole body starts shaking. I love when dishes pile up in the sink because you were too busy living. I love unashamed vulnerability, I love sweatpants and messy hair. I love music that makes you weep. I love unabashed flirting, I love when you don’t hold back your tears and they stain my shirt. I love genuine hugs, I love smudgy make up and unmade beds. I love passion. You are a living, breathing soul. You’re not here to be perfect, dammit, you are a force of nature. Show me who you are. Give me honesty. I want honesty.

things I think about at 5:19 am (via joslittlecorner)

[love-personal]

[theredpelican]

we’re literally floating on a tiny planet in fucking space why are we surrounded by hatred and misery. why can’t everyone just calm the fuck down and lay on some grass. the sun is a GIANT BURNING ORB why does money exist. fuck everything