bekutaa:

xekstrin:

THE LITERAL BEST COMIC IVE EVER READ IN MY ENTIRE LIFE

THE FORESHADOWING OMG

(Source: gronkwena)

kushandwizdom:

x3elizabeth:

requiredchaos:

stevensweatshirt:

relitseleirda:

jellyphile:

cas-hellodean:

poeticdarkbeauty:

youngblackandvegan:

and that’s why you don’t go around fixing people

and that’s why you don’t give up pieces of yourself to make someone else whole

We do this more than we think. Sometimes we reject those who have helped us the most. Other times, we help those who allow their egos to hide their humilities.

someONE FUCKING MAKE THAT TEDDY BEAR HAPPY BEFORE I CHOKE BECAUSE I HAVE TEARS BRIMMING MY EYES HELP ME

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it may take time but there is someone waiting to hold your hand

My tears

I’ve reblogged this already but I love it.

The best post i’ve ever seen. Wow.

(Source: sigi0)

sararye:

every 1st september we joke about getting ready for hogwarts to cover up the very real and very very deep scars of never getting our letters

sisterjudyjudybobudy:

weetbixgod:

hotdadcalendar:

I’m actually concerned for boys who complain about how different girls look without makeup. Like did you think eyeshadow permanently alters a girls eyelid? Are you frightened when people change clothes

Babies have no concept of object permanence

That’s one of the sickest burns I’ve ever read. 

digivolvin:

i’m sorry but steve rogers and his rehearsed as hell “on your left” in the hospital bed like i swear this asshole has had MERE SECONDS to process his surroundings and company and it’s still the FIRST THING out of his mouth as if he’s practiced it in the mirror a dozen times while trying to get the quirk of his eyebrow and dimple just right, to the point that it’s now a reflex. gotta be well rehearsed and appropriately casual, steve. maximize your flirting potential. never know when you might bump into sam on the street. never know when he might walk into your favorite cafe. never know when you might wake up in a hospital bed and realize he’s been right beside you playing music for your unconscious body for lord knows how long. 

samsteves:

treat yo self. watch cap 2 again. watch cap 2 every day. who the fuck cares

"We’re adults, but, like…adult cats. Someone should probably take care of us, but we can sort of make it on our own."

-my roommate, on the question “are we adults” (via disjunct)

cochisemason:

[consistently refers to trained killer super soldiers several decades older than me as “my children”]

me: *sees dog*
me: *forgets what im talking about and points out dog*

lady-redrum:

wasthatnotsideblog:

just gonna say this: if someone has social anxiety and they ask you something akin to ‘are you mad at me’ or ‘do you hate me’, it isn’t because they don’t trust you, it’s because their brain literally tells them that all the time

it’s not a personal slight, it’s insecurity caused by mental illness

thanks

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