shit happens.

be kind, be lovely, be strong.

[fiercegifs]

[thunder]

[xtraglitterbabe]

Every time I try to message it keeps saying “Something went screwy” 😔

oh, no. i don’t really give out my social media info. is there anyway I can message you? you can send me your tumblr name this same way and I won’t post it. I’ll just look you up:)

[xtraglitterbabe]

Is there a way I could message you about herpes privately? Your the first person I found I could message about it on here and I tried to send you a message through here and it said it wasn’t available.

hi, yes. of course! Try sending it through the tumblr chat again. it should work. I hope it comes through. 

[traitspourtraits]

[jewahl]

[adrenaline]

[limit]

I’m not the type of girl anybody wants to be with. My body takes up too much space and I laugh too loudly for too long and I shout when other people are quiet and when I’m drunk I type in caps and I always wanted to be mysterious and beautiful and untouchable like other girls but if you ask I will give you everything and I fucking despise that

[appressed]

youre the type of person i want to be with. your body is comforting and familiar and your laugh is contagious and your smile is breath taking and when youre excited your voice raises and it lights a little warmth in me and when youre drunk you can be sad and nostalgic and youre a nerd and youre awkward and clumsy and afraid of commitment but when i ask how long you want me for, you say. “as long as you do” and i want to give you everything and i freaking love you

[skull-heads]

Moth to the Flame. 

[alisonrhea]

[words-and-coffee]

Don’t you just love those long rainy afternoons in New Orleans when an hour isn’t just an hour - but a little piece of eternity dropped into your hands - and who knows what to do with it?

Tennessee Williams, A Streetcar Named Desire (via words-and-coffee)

[wnq-quotes]

I don’t care about people. I only care about you.

Ernest Hemingway, The Garden Of Eden (via words-and-coffee)

[suspend]

You make lists in your head about what you want in a lover, like brown hair and a sweet voice. A sharp mind and a soft heart, a sense of humor that actually makes you laugh like you mean it. This and that. And it’s all bullshit. Because people aren’t lists. And I’ve always wanted to be the person who made someone realize that. I want to come across someone with a list in their head that is nothing like the person I am, and I want to show them what they didn’t even know they were looking for. People who think they know what they want are fooling themselves. Nobody really knows what they want. Not until it’s right in front of them.

Anonymous (via suspend)

[ludaprilgate]

[drferox]

Anyone who believes “Animals tell no lies,” has not lived with a cat who wants to convince you that he hasn’t already eaten dinner.

[drferox]

I can’t believe this is my most popular post.

The cat is still lying, btw

[wnq-writers]

Moving on was the day my body forgot how your hands felt to be on it. Moving on was the day my thoughts didn’t find their way back to you. Moving on was the morning I woke up to whisper into the still morning air “I forgive you”. Moving on was letting the past be in the past, and remembering that your hands, your words, your atrocities to me will never be relived. Moving on was the day I finally saw who I was becoming - a fearful, solitary creature - and said “no more”. Moving on was the day I accepted that there will be so many people in my life who will love me no matter what my past was. Moving on was walking away from the memory of you.

avengersbabyy,  writing prompt #17: Write about moving on (via wnq-writers)

[pr1nceshawn]

Love & Relationships by TUNA Dunn.