narleyasinarnia

reading. starbucks.documentaries. motocross. dirtbikes. offroading. snowboarding. nature. country raised. victoriassecret. adventure. farm living.

[vadervalentine]

i’m a hypocrite.

i never fell in love, but still crave for it;

i always get attached even though i can’t commit;

seek for attention just for the pleasuring,

and if i get it effortlessly, i doubt if i really wanted it.

it’s a blessing and a burden all the same.

i want you to want me;

i need you to need me;

but if you did, i wouldn’t feel it anymore.

did i even felt it in the first place?

can you make me feel it?

guess i’m just another hypocrite.

[thepromisethatlovecouldbeeternal]

♡ 365 days of delena ♡ ↳ (207/365)

“Here’s the thing, Elena. I don’t know what to say or do or think. All I know is that right now, I want to rip your clothes off right here in the middle of this hall and throw you in one of these classrooms and kiss every square inch of your body while a bunch of people that drive minivans listen, wishing they were us. That’s probably a bad idea, right?” — 5.17 | Rescue Me

[thepromisethatlovecouldbeeternal]

♡ 365 days of delena ♡ ↳ (177/365)

— 6.13 | The Day I Tried to Live

[azeretha]

I need a new book written by John Green. 

[sizzlingsandwichperfection-blog]

I’m trying, but it’s so fucking hard.

[sizzlingsandwichperfection-blog]

some things she could’ve gotten into

some things she could’ve gotten really into other than working to undermine the rights and humanity of already marginalized people:

1. the restoration of pinball machines.

2. combating tuberculosis, which kills over a million and a half people every year even though no one in the 21st century should have to die of tb.

3. rare book collecting

4. metallurgy

5. reforesting large swaths of Scotland

6. molecular gastronomy

7. pouring money into professional women’s football

8. sailing

9. fighting maternal mortality in the former British colony of Sierra Leone, where one in twenty women still die in childbirth as a direct result of the horrors of colonialism.

10. wine

[sizzlingsandwichperfection-blog]

Yesterday I brought Bud Light to a BYO dinner party and everyone was like, “hahaha we love your political statement,” but no, I just like shitty beer.

Like, I do not think giving money to Anheuser Busch is an effective way to support the rights and humanity of trans people. I try to do that through my voice and my donations. I drink Bud Light because I’m a middle-aged dad in Indianapolis with bad taste.

[vivaladunn]

as soon as 2003 bam margera falls in love with me i’ll be good

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

hey (with the intentions of)

[hotch-girl]

CRIMINAL MINDS | 5.19 “RITE OF PASSAGE”

[deviika]

Unknown // Edith Pattou

[1000drawings]

by elliemdesign

[rrrrelax]

🌍🌎🌏

[nurse-x-ramblings]

any patient, every patient

Today didn’t go as you planned.

Perhaps this morning you woke up, fed your cat, walked your dog, got yourself ready for work, snagging a coffee or breakfast on the way.

Perhaps you kissed your loved one goodbye, briefly discussed dinner ideas, fully expecting to see them on the other side of the day - yet here you are, almost on the other side of life.

I’m rearranging the tangle of your IV lines, snapping closed the buttons of your gown, looking down at your expression. You’re grimacing, so I work with your drips to give you comfort, although I’m also wondering what’s really going on inside there.

Perhaps you began this day also in pain, although you were just learning to live with it, tolerating it, and going through each day with subtle symptoms, maybe some not so subtle, and you squelched the idea that it may be potentially serious.

Perhaps you had an inkling something was terribly amiss, and you ignored the signs, as really, aside of that nagging pain,  you were in good health.

I’m looking at the site where they cathed you - and I consider what your plans may have been for tonight instead, yet here you are immobile. 

Perhaps you were going to meet friends, family, perhaps you were going to a yoga class, the gym, or indeed putting off activities and saving them “for another time,’ figuring there was always a tomorrow.

I pull up the mobile nursing station, a chair, and document while in the room - today it’s far too noisy out by the nursing station, and I’m having a tough time thinking about all the patients I’ve taken care of who’ve ignored symptoms, those who haven’t understood the magnitude of them, or those of whom haven’t had the access to good preventative health care.

I consider the patients who go through their ordinary morning routines, in no way expecting they would land in a hospital bed by day’s end.

I consider all the patients who blew off doctor’s appointments for another time, and went on until symptoms cascaded into an irreversible state, thinking the worst would never happen to them.

I think of all the people who hold on for better things someday, put off joy today, put off happiness as they look forwards, instead of the blessing of what they have in front of them today, and I think about all those who just never saw this coming.

I consider how many people have been rolled down the hospital hallways, fearful as they look up at the ceiling, incapacitated, in many cases unitentionally stripped of their dignity, forced to place their lives in our hands, I consider how it feels to move through these stark hallways, often with no idea of what comes next, unfamiliar people hovering over them, poking and prodding

I think about how you, my patient, any patient, every patient, may have lived alone, and perhaps had animals that no one knew about,  animals who are waiting patiently for you to come home, feed and love them, I think about how sometimes people forget how devastated animals are when their owners disappear.

I think about how you began this day with hopes, dreams, or just the promise of an ordinary day, and now here we are.

I think about how many people who you care about have no idea what happened to you, or are on their way, or perhaps you are alone in this world.

I may not be the person you expected to meet this morning, but while you are under my care, you will be my world.

[love-carter-blog1]

I tend to awaken love in the hearts of men and never follow through. I blame boredom, past hurt sometimes, but in reality… I need a spark, a connection, an instant awakening inside of me, a stirring of my soul and when it isnt there, I’m gone just as quickly as I came.

love-carter theuncannywriter (via love-carter-blog1)

[infamousraflo]

The thing about me is you have to catch me while I care Take 100% advantage of the time where I’m fully committed I don’t know how to be someone that stays involved if it’s not reciprocated at the same time My mind wanders , my heart loses interest … And by the time you realize it’s already too late So the choice is yours but there’s not much time to spare You can either miss me when I’m gone Or make sure to catch me when I’m there

Rafelina Michelle (via infamousraflo)

[loveserum-deactivated20191021]

I am a cold love I kiss the way you like it but I never close my eyes when you put your hands around my waist I’ll tell you how much I need you when you’re too tired to remember how warm the words feel when they hit you I’ll wrap my arms around you at night but you’ll wake up alone in the morning call me cold hearted but I can’t wake up next to you and memorize your smile or the way your hand feels against my cheek when it’s only you, me, and the sunrise You’re fleeting and you know it Don’t fool yourself into believing we’re more than one snapshot in a set of millions I’m always going to leave you in the morning one day you’ll thank me for it

Commitment Issues (pt 3)

[narleyasinarnia]

[studentlifenetwork]

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