bradleysbumchin:

it’s been exactly 10 years since Rachel got off that plane and I’m still not over it.

this is how you end a show. you don’t give the audience exactly what they want, or take it completely away from them either, you leave them with the idea of what could be

you don’t throw all sanity to hell in the hopes of going out with a bang, you go out with a warm hug and a thank you 

you don’t give the characters the perfect dream ending, you give them something better

and this is how you end a show that is so powerful, people are still emotional about it 10 years after it ends.

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faewild:

smashedindigo:

no one saw me wear it therefore it is not dirty

Schrödinger’s laundry

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antlor:

people who hate on flannel are not worth your time, you OWN that lumberjack look and chop down the haters

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catwornan:

in the south

  • we only refer to people as y’all. that group of people over there? y’all. our mamas? y’all. you? y’all.
  • everyone chews tobacco
  • we have wells where we can draw up sweet tea from the ground
  • nobody pursues education past the age of 12
  • we all know how to run a farm
  • we cry about the civil war at least once a day, twice on sundays 
  • only country music plays. ever 
  • y’all

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bevsi:

if u ever meet me in real life do me a favor and hug me for like 2 solid days ok I’m a very sad very cuddly person

(via flaresof-fibro)

cactsus:

my thick thighs and basic brown eyes will win over someone’s heart one day

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Volunteering four days a week.Two online classes. Meditation class twice a week. Two months until my job at the new office. Six weeks left in Lyme treatment. Three anxiety pills a day. 
Twenty two days since I put my foot down. Eight days since the ground shifted under me. Two days since I realized I’m not as strong as I thought.
Trying. Flailing. Overwhelmed. Only myself to blame, only myself to get by.

Volunteering four days a week.
Two online classes. 
Meditation class twice a week. 
Two months until my job at the new office. 
Six weeks left in Lyme treatment. 
Three anxiety pills a day. 

Twenty two days since I put my foot down. 
Eight days since the ground shifted under me. 
Two days since I realized I’m not as strong as I thought.

Trying. Flailing. Overwhelmed. Only myself to blame, only myself to get by.

danathepaina:

nikolaecuza:

danosaurs-and-philions:

im a bad person who thinks bad thoughts like ‘ew what is that girl wearing’ and then remember that im supposed to be positive about all things and then think ‘no she can wear what she wants, fuck what other people say damn girl u look fabulous’ and im just a teeny bit hypocritical tbh

I was always taught by my mother, That the first thought that goes through your mind is what you have been conditioned to think. What you think next defines who you are.

That ^^^ is brilliant.

The Menzingers – Where Your Heartache Exists (2,409 plays)

Some nights I sleep in her arms,
and some nights I sleep on the couch.

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Game of Thrones: A very serious TV show about bloody battles and people dying at weddings

crying

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virginityonhigh:

can’t wait for the generation of grandmas with winged eyeliner

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georgiaokweeffe:

Be wary of those who apologize for how you feel instead of apologizing for what they did to you

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becausewhynoteathumans:

im really fucking sarcastic for someone who’s about to start crying most of the time

(via flaresof-fibro)

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