don't trust anyone anymore

casey/21/f/washington, dc

[treysm1th]

Simultaneously missing and hating someone is the most confusing sentiment ever... I wouldn't wish this shitstorm of emotions that I've been experiencing the past 6 weeks on anyone

[humansofnewyork]

“I didn’t even really like animals. But my daughter said she wanted a pet. So I brought home this kitten, and told my daughter: ‘It’s your responsibility. I’m not going to get involved.’ But now the kitten loves me more than the girl. I call him JJ. He’s always the first one to greet me when I come home. When I leave for work, he lays on my flip-flops by the door. He always wants to be with me. Right now we’re coming back from a trip to the store. My daughter is a little jealous. She’s always trying to steal him from me.” (Medellín, Colombia)

[catsbeaversandducks]

[sindri42]

High quality content.

[tiddiebaby-deactivated20210816]

black cats giving me high quality bleps is a big mood

[goodreadss]

Being in love is a good thing, but it is not the best thing. There are many things below it, but there are also things above it. You cannot make it the basis of a whole life. It is a noble feeling, but it is still a feeling.

C.S. Lewis  (via karibu-nyumbani)

[profashionall]

[treysm1th]

me, who gets up at roughly midday everyday: the days are so short!!! what the fuck!!! how do i have time to do anything!!!!!!

[lavendersheetmask]

someone: *is completely toxic and not worthy of my time or attention* my damaged ass: hey 💖💕💗💓💞💘

[dreamgrl1998-deactivated2022072]

can’t my serotonin levels just regulate their fucking selves. grow up

[stevenjackie]

[princesconsuela]

[neverland-789]

[bob-belcher]

[1hat3u]

hopeless romantic with trust issues and a sex drive out the roof

[starting-to-feel-just-right]

I’ve never seen anything so accurate though

[normallyx-deactivated20160701]

[comradesaucegay]

get a man who can do both

[champagnepadre]

me: *sees anything* me: me

[thelovejournals]

Miss someone until they come back, or until you come back, until their absence in your life becomes something to be avoided at all costs. Miss them until you don’t have to anymore, until you’re reunited in your favorite booth in your favorite restaurant ordering your favorite meal, miss them until it feels like you never left. Or miss them until you can’t anymore, until the things you miss are identified and cataloged as things and not a person, until you figure out that easy company and long talks and unblinking, all-knowing eye contact will find you again the way they found you the first time. Miss someone until you don’t.

Stephanie Georgopulus, How To Miss Someone (via karibu-nyumbani)