“How are you feeling?” Oh would you genuinely like to know? Like a fatass pie of anxiety, depression, and confusion with a whopping dollop of doubt-nothing out of the ordinary for a typical college student. “You can do it.” “Don’t worry.” “You’re fine.” “You will be alright.” Well shit thanks, that really hit the spot....
I don’t want to be your entire world, no. I would be happy just to be your morning coffee, your hanging car keys, your wallet. Something seemingly insignificant, but if lost throws off your entire day.
Have you ever listened to music late at night, and it just felt so right that it felt like you were violated a little? Like after the the song’s finished, you just sit back and question whether or not you’re still a virgin.
One trend that bothers me is the glorification of stupidity, that the media is...– Carl Sagan (via pyrrhic-victoria)
have you ever caught someone staring at you and wondered what they’re thinking about like if it’s something positive or negative if it’s a passing thought or a long internal string of things if they’re even thinking about you at all or you just happen to be in the line of sight while their mind drifts off about something completely unrelated
we take the naps we think we deserve
really-shit: If your phone gets wet, try putting it in a bag of dry rice. At night, the rice will attract Asians who will fix your electronics for you.
dpanglas asked: i still want your dog