Test my arms, kick like crazy, I’ve been trying way too long.
And all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.– Shel Silverstein (via tenatee)
Once I spoke the language of the flowers, Once I understood each word the...– Shel Silverstein (Where the Sidewalk Ends) (via curseof19)
I look so strong when the weight of all the world don’t take it’s toll.
I’ve rereread The Perks of Being a Wallflower. Incase anyone was wondering why I was suddenly quoting the book so much.
We accept the love we think we deserve.
And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.
But even if we don’t have the power to choose where we come from, we can...
Keep your face always toward the sunshine and shadows will fall behind you.– Walt Whitman (via littlevictories)
Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, I am large, I...– Walt Whitman (via athousandfaces)
Jacob: This is scientifically possible!
Nick: Tell us how it's scientifically possible, Professor Hawking.
Jacob: I will, 'cause I write Stargate fan fiction; this is my bread and butter, man!
Nick: Oh my God, I seriously almost passed out you're such a dork.
I teach straying from me—yet who can stray from me?
I find a fatal flaw in the logic of love
mallorylouise: The Shins - Split Needles One...
Born to gaze into night skies, when all you want’s one more Saturday.
Anyone ever notice that the majority of the things I post are food related? Can we say “F-A-T-A-S-S?” <3
Don’t lift me up, with your strong intent of dropping me back down.
Sometimes you have to see the beauty in all of this loneliness.
“I just wanted you to know, I waited as long as I could.”
Sally Albright: Well, if you must know, it was because he was very jealous, and I had these days of the week underpants.
Harry Burns: Ehhhh. I'm sorry. I need the judges ruling on this. "Days of the weeks underpants"?
Sally Albright: Yes. They had the days of the week on them, and I thought they were sort of funny. And then one day Sheldon says to me, "You never wear Sunday." It was all suspicious. Where was Sunday? Where had I left Sunday? And I told him, and he didn't believe me.
Harry Burns: What?
Sally Albright: They don't make Sunday.
Harry Burns: Why not?
Sally Albright: Because of God.
“Oh, say you’ll miss me. One last time. I’ll be strong.”
I hate how you’re constantly inconsistent.
“There are names across the sea, only now I do believe. Sometimes, with the windows closed, she’ll sit and think of me. But she’ll mend his tattered clothes and they’ll kiss as if they know, a baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone”
I like wearing your shirts and socks. They make me feel a bit more at home. Is that strange?
… . Wait, they don’t love you like I do… I’ve been listening to “Maps” on repeat all day. I don’t know why. I don’t quite have an angus who would want to stay with me. Or do I? I don’t know. I’m constantly confused. Things go from being great to somewhat crappy to fully blown up shitty in a matter of minutes. Wait. . I do. Angus, please...
“Don’t stray, my kind’s your kind. I’ll stay the same! Pack up, don’t stray.”
Wait, they don’t love you like I love you.