" I wonder
who’s arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved

Wait, but if all these people think I’m cute or whatever, why don’t I ever get hit on in real life

" Passion has little to do with euphoria and everything to do with patience. It is not about feeling good. It is about endurance. Like patience, passion comes from the same Latin root: pati. It does not mean to flow with exuberance. It means to suffer. "
by Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves (via likeafieldmouse)

(via geargent)

So this dude on Tinder and I liked each other but I blog about how much I love his famous best friend all the time.



Update: OMG I found chubby joe Jonas on this thing

Down the rabbit hole again.

Edit: old lad with a lip ring. Uuummmm yes please

Edit 2.0: I’m just trying to find a harry styles in this bunch.

Edit 3.0: let’s say, if this is a sample of the male population in my area, there’s only a bit to choose from.

Edit 4.0: honestly, wouldn’t it just be easier to make this whole thing an i person process? I feel so shallow rn. I’d rather be shallow in real life, more rewarding and reassuring.

I just want to have tons of money so I can buy overpriced soaps at lush and waste water taking baths even though we’re in a drought

" It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things. "

Logan Lerman is such a badass babe.