summvr:

“Remember the sky bled down & we were running, smiling wide with our arms raised. Not afraid of anything ever. The way days pass & we end up under covers, socks pulled to our knees. The way I bruise without touching anything. The way you forgot my birthday & brought me flowers for no reason. Everything is so convenient. We grow teeth without trying.”

— Alexis Pope, excerpt from “A No Good Seasonal Depression” (via larmoyante)

(via d-rayx3)

We must be our own before we can be another’s.

Ralph Waldo Emerson (via brotherofosiris)

(Source: theohpioneer, via whenstarswalkbackwards)

to do this summer:

read junot diaz

help environment

learn to be on my own

write

eat pasta with basil

(Source: nbcparksandrec, via d-rayx3)

Far too many people are looking for the right person, instead of trying to be the right person.

Gloria Steinem (via cayde)

(Source: hellanne, via over-there)

be raw, not scared, not filtered

just read the word “crochet” and thought it said “crotch-ette”

z-iio:

people change

z-iio:

people change

(Source: thepassiona, via ianlafemme)

xxunlovelyxx:

pizzaforpresident:

There should be a treadmill that plays movies and TV shows but if you slow down the audio goes out of sync by a whole second.

Calm the fuck down satan

(via ianlafemme)

1:15

listening to low-key borderline depressing bon-iver type music with the window open and my little lamp on, what is this summer or something?

(via ellliot)