movie theaters are actually really cute like a bunch of strangers come together to watch a movie together with snacks and candy and laughing and crying aw good job movie theaters i see what you did there
i just told my mom i died at birth and i’ve been a ghost this entire time just growing and manifesting into the daughter she’d lost
and she’s just like
well please go to the light because i am tired of your shit
- International people: omg it's a dream to live in Britain I want a British accent and a British boyfriend and I want to drink tea every morning and visit London and meet The Queen British people are so lucky
- British people: fucking Britain fucking weather fucking chavs fucking people fucking cher lloyd fucking weather fucking david cameron fucking weather oh yay jeremy kyle and richard hammond
you ever see someone attractive but they’re such a stereotypical type of attractive that it’s actually boring
Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.
— The Winter of the Air (via coffeeurlgirl)
Even if we like each other, we’re still going to hurt each other.
— Flame Princess (via thingwiththestuff)
