cough, cough. you know who you are! lol
(Source: daleksanddisco, via justweirdish)
Abstract Thoughts - Big Hair
privileged kids go to counseling, poor kids go to jail.
—judge mathis, speaking the truth (via thatprettyoddfeminist)
facts on facts on facts
(via dumbthingswhitepplsay)
My Jam. Funky. Unh!
The first time I boarded a plane for an international flight was May 5, 2011. I packed too much, had no idea what to expect for the journey to come, and honestly I was horrified.
How did I survive? How did I enjoy my experience?
I went with the flow. I have to keep sight of the goal. But is my goal still the same?
(exhale)
It’s just nerves.
It’s easy for me to imagine all the things that could go wrong.
I guess that will prepare me for the worst…
Lol Thug Life
(Source: set-all-the-birds-free, via arabswagger)
Introverts, in contrast, may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and business meetings, but after a while wish they were home in their pajamas. They prefer to devote their social energies to close friends, colleagues, and family. They listen more than they talk, think before they speak, and often feel as if they express themselves better in writing than in conversation. They tend to dislike conflict. Many have a horror of small talk, but enjoy deep discussions.
Susan Cain, Quiet (via expresstophresh)
haha! Expose me why don’t you!
(via usaynappylikeitsabadthing)
*clutches heart* They know me. THEY KNOW ME!!!!
(via yagazieemezi)
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I used to think I was a pretty logical person.
Until I met someone… whenever I ask them something, or they’re talking about their future plans- or lack of, they provide what seems to be the same exact answers I used to think in my head. But for some reason it sounds like cold bullshit when spoken out of someone else’s mouth… hmm.
I saw this woman in concert. Amazing, totally legit.
(Source: bigupanoushkakarshmidival, via silentlydrawn)
This is how the rain looks like when you’re up there.
BEST PHOTO IN EXISTENCE.
(Source: lastsundaynight, via culturesh0ck)
As he came my way at the M83 concert, my hand shot up to keep him from falling on me… into his ball sack. Ugh-uh-uh (Malcolm). Sorry, dude! lol
