serendipity

[wordsnquotes]

I’m very perfectionistic and very lazy, which is a terrible combination.

Robert Stone  (via wordsnquotes)

[yarethzia]

[sappharah]

my life is basically just a constant cycle of finally getting past the thing i was stressing about and then immediately finding something else to stress me out even if it isn’t happening for another 4 months

[wnq-writers]

I don’t want to go to church, I don’t want to have kids, I don’t want to be stuck in a small town where nothing happens. I want to live in an apartment seven stories above the ground. I want to be surrounded by lights and noise, colors, skin. More lights and more noise. I want to smell clean air. Dirty air. Sweat. More noise. White, black, fifteen color noise. I want to hear screaming, phone calls, broken heaters, broken fans. I want people, I want love. I want to live. But I’m on my way to church

saintly-sinner (via wnq-writers)

[blossomfully]

I need to go to a forest so I can just scream for about 5 hours

[blossomfully]

Take pictures for me, okay? Wherever you are, I want to know what the sky looks like. I’ll take them for you too; of the streets, of the clouds; of the people who smile and frown as they walk. I’ll capture freeze frames of stray cats and pruned dogs and monkeys at the zoo. And the sunset, and the sunrise, and the rain as it falls and makes the ground shiny and wet. Take pictures of your hands, the veins in your arms, like blue railway lines. Take me to your heart and don’t ever let me leave. Photograph that sapling tree, and the cherry blossoms that float down past your window. Show me the mess that the petals make on the pavement, like a crime scene in the park. Mother nature can be deadly too. Some wise guy once said that a picture was worth a thousand words, and I know that you’re not much into poetry. So I’ll get started on a sonnet, and pick up metaphors and diction and syntax as I go. And while I’m doing all that, send me a picture, okay? I’d like to see the sky, and the bakery at the end of your road. Show me everything, or anything. I want to see it all. I want to see it wherever you are.

S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #187 // A picture a day. Send me a picture a day. (via blossomfully)

[serendipityofbooks]

[wolverxne]

[fahshunnerd]

concept: me gently sipping tea in a quiet bright cafe, I aced my exams and the bees are safe

[dekutree]

teacher: i graded your tests. some of you didn’t do so well

me: @ me 

[thursday]

*starts paper the night before its due* *puts a date from several days ago to imply to teachers that i am a diligent student who knows how to manage my time wisely*

[marisatomay]

I love using “my guy” and “my dude” and “kiddos” and “friend” for everything because there’s so much affection yet an unbelievable amount of sarcasm and that pretty much describes my personality

[historian-bibliophile-deactivat]

If you want to be friends with me you don’t have to be “Hi, um, can, ya know, we be friends?”

It is 1000000000000000000000% percent ok if you just go into my inbox can go. “Man, I am so fucking pissed off at fucking Michael.” And I’ll most likely respond with, “Oh shit! What did Michael do now?“ 

[veinitas]

this is such a good post because asking ppl if you can be friends can make them feel so uncomfortable but if you approach them like this its SO EASY to start a conversation and let a friendship develop naturally

[flirting-with-psychology]

The fuck point (n.) The point in an assignment at which you say “Fuck it all,” slap down some bullshit, and turn it in without reading it

[aslam1]

valentines day alentines day lentines day entines day ntines day tines day ines day nes day es day s day day ay ayyyy ayyyyyyyy pizza rolls

[breebunn-deactivated20180414]

Any tips on spicing up a relationship?

add sriracha 

[attemptingsurvival]

when you seriously start to get your shit together but then one tiny little thing happens and you’re just like nvm who was i kidding and you go back to bed