This love or whatever you want to call it, it’s the closest thing to real I ever...– These Are the Words I’ll Never Share: Thought Catalog (via prima-volta)
Mom: Hoi, can I eat this? (holding panini box)
Me: (in my head) .. No, no, no! Mark made that for ME, not YOU! I was saving it for later because we freaking eat chicken every darn day and I'm tired of it! NO, my panini, not yours! >:o
Me: ... yeah.
Mom: (bites it) Hm, it's good. Subway's still better.
(Looking at frames at Len's Mart)
Ashley: Oh, yeah. Didn't your blue/black ones break?
Me: Yeah, I hit my face against Mark's bag, and... yeah.
Ashley: I think I read about that.
Me: I wrote about it? I don't remember, maybe I told you the story.
Ashley: Oh, I dunno. I think I read it...
Me: Aww, tumblr stalking!
Ashley: Shut up! At least, I checked in on you! xo
(we weren't 'friends' when my other glasses broke, haha)
The hardest thing about the road not taken is that you never know where it might...– Lisa Wingate, A Month of Summer (via kari-shma)
What you’re called is hardly ever who you are.– Jodi Picoult (via wrists)
shavingryansprivates: ACCIDENTALLY STEPPING ON YOUR PET IS THE WORST THING EVER THEY TRUSTED YOU AND YOU STEPPED ON THEM AND THEY CAN’T EVEN UNDERSTAND YOUR APOLOGY BECAUSE THEY DON’T SPEAK ENGLISH
You don’t write because you want to say something, you write because you have...– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via rreflight)
There is a physical component to falling in love — the butterflies in your...– Jodi Picoult, Sing You Home (via tissah)
eletheowl: Ellie Goulding - This Love (Will Be...
On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit but just...– (via thelovewhisperer)
Don’t let it pass you by. Grab on and hold on. Just don’t hold on for the sake...– The Hold I wrote this for you (via algophobia)
Mom: Did you feed your dog?
Me: Yeah, I just made the dog food a little soggy. I was hanging my laundry, and some went into her water, and she ate it, so yeah, ._.
Sister: She's just hungry, that's why...
Mom: Yeah, she's like our other dog. Which one again?
Me and sister: Lola? Lulu?
Mom: No, Ming Ming. Always staying next to the door, waiting for food.
Me: .... Ming Ming was a cat, Mom...