things are nice

activelyprocrastinating:

thoracs:

Shows up at starbucks 15 minutes late with starbucks but from a diffirent starbucks

ameliated:

im-not-your-average-teenager:

eternalseptember:

Other Half

I love this so much

The Origin of Love. Beautifully illustrated.

A Japanese legend says that if you can’t sleep at night it’s because you’re awake in someone else’s dream.

Anonymous (via namidanoyukue) —

oldblueeyes:

Alan Watts: What if money was no object? (x)

a Quest is a trip to accomplish a task.

an Adventure is a trip without a destination.

a Journey is when the trip is more important than the destination.

(Source: pregamingforaslumberparty)

selfpropelledflower:

I read this in my 11th grade english class and i still think about it sometimes. 

(Source: aseaofquotes)

idontunderstandfishingmetaphors:

ravens-nest:

sydneywonderwomanironmanwillis:

Anonymous asked: “honestly why do girls make such a big deal about their periods? It’s just a bit of blood for few days and then it’s over. That’s nothing compared to being kicked in the balls- a confused male”

Hey, Anon…

The accuracy level of this post. I can’t even. 

(Source: the-hypocritical-critic)

For asexuals, sex is like… a donut. When we see a donut, we do not have the urge to eat the donut. This does not necessarily mean we hate the donut, or think the donut is disgusting— many of us even like donuts. But we never have any urge to walk over there and eat it. Demisexuals will have the urge to eat the donut only if it their absolute favorite kind of donut in the whole world, and greysexuals sometimes will have the urge to get the donut, and sometimes not. Celibates are on diets.

http://backroundradio.tumblr.com  (via ancient-amateur)

YES THIS

THIS 

THIS RIGHT HERE

(via ceruleancynic)

(Source: asexualeducation)

amporidan:

baconsteak:

sarkyfancypants:

DON’T YOU HATE IT WHEN YOU HEAR SOMEONE CALLING YOU BUT THERE’S NO ONE REALLY CALLING YOU AND THEN YOU SIT THERE CONFUSED BECAUSE YOU SWORE YOU COULD HEAR SOMEONE CALLING YOU

Wait, maybe it’s our loved ones trying to wake us from the coma. They just can’t scream loud enough

wow why the fuck would you say that

flyingpenguinapparatus:

My thoughts are slowing killing me.

Each day my thoughts are killing me.