when you make a joke and someone tells you “that’s not very nice”


507,253 notes · 2 weeks ago


does anyone else download music then look forward to listening to it on the bus the next day

74,306 notes · 2 weeks ago
Waiting for you to text me is like waiting for rain in the middle of a drought
Imnotcrazyyet1 (via baeritt0)

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135 notes · 2 weeks ago


i am that person who constantly jiggles their leg i’m s orry

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339,276 notes · 2 weeks ago



curves on women are great, but curves on final exams are really what get me going


182,040 notes · 2 weeks ago
I hope you fall in love
 with someone who always texts back and never lets 
you fall asleep thinking you’re
(via pukia)

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224,376 notes · 3 weeks ago


the only disadvantage to cereal is you cant hear anything while watching tv

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253,697 notes · 3 weeks ago
My name is Hazel. Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won’t be able to get more than a sentence into it without disappearing into a puddle of tears. Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because- like all real love stories- it will die with us, as it should. I’d hoped that he’d be eulogizing me, because there’s no one I’d rather have…” I started crying. “Okay, how not to cry. How am I- okay. Okay.
I took a few breaths and went back to the page. “I can’t talk about our love story, so I will talk about math. I am not a mathematician, but I know this: There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer wee used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set.I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love,I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.” -
Hazel, “The Fault In Our Stars” by John Green

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2,015 notes · 1 month ago

I realized it has been 4 days since I’ve eaten a meal.
It made me smile.

I hurt myself at work today, and when I saw the blood,
it made me smile.

My boss offered me a bite of her sub, and I turned her down.
I felt strong.
it made me smile.

Nobody notices a thing, and that makes me smile.
It hits me though, that somebody must know.

I have no emotion, people assume I’m just having a bad day.
But really? Every damn day?
That makes me cry.

My clothes keep growing, or I keep shrinking, I can’t tell which.
Do you not notice my size 3 jeans are now 2 sizes too big, its only been 3 months.
That makes me cry

I’m back at the point where I’ll only wear long sleeves, you know why I used too. But don’t think to check again because it’s been a year.
This makes me cry.

People get better, and people get worse. it’s the ignorance of people who don’t understand that once you’re better, it will never be permanent.
Relapse is a real thing.
If people could understand that, damaged people, wouldn’t be so damaged.
This makes me cry the most.

beyourself-andlivefree (via beyourself-andlivefree)
6,686 notes · 1 month ago