jennyeatsbabies.

grrrlfever: if ur secretly in love with me u should tell me not because those feelings might be...

Thu, 09 May 2013 05:53:46 -0400

if ur secretly in love with me u should tell me

not because those feelings might be reciprocated but because its really good for my ego

choosechoice: Dove hired a forensic artist to draw how women...

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 01:39:27 -0400

choosechoice:

Dove hired a forensic artist to draw how women see themselves versus how others see them - the results are moving.

i just want you hereis that so hard?

Wed, 10 Apr 2013 02:21:26 -0400

i just want you here
is that so hard?

caught-the-mumfs: jaymcfuckinguiness: edsdick: Ed Sheeran ft....

Wed, 10 Apr 2013 00:50:24 -0400

caught-the-mumfs:

jaymcfuckinguiness:

edsdick:

Ed Sheeran ft. Passenger - No Diggity(cover)

“this is about as gangster as two folk singers can get”

Saw these two in concert. Dead.

"There was an episode, one of my favorite moments in Star Trek, when Captain Kirk looks over the..."

Sat, 30 Mar 2013 01:35:07 -0400

“There was an episode, one of my favorite moments in Star Trek, when Captain Kirk looks over the cosmos and says, ‘Somewhere out there someone is saying the three most beautiful words in any language.’ Of course you heart sinks and you think it’s going to be, ‘I love you’ or whatever. He says, ‘Please help me.’ What a philosophically fantastic idea, that vulnerability and need is a beautiful thing.”

- Hugh Laurie (via polymathlete)

i feel soimpossiblyalone.when are things going to get betterandcan i stopcrying now .

Tue, 26 Mar 2013 04:55:20 -0400

i feel so
impossibly
alone
.

when are things going to get better
and
can i stop
crying

now

"I bought plum blossoms more for the name than for the color; I buy lipstick that way, too. In other..."

Sat, 16 Mar 2013 23:18:25 -0400

“I bought plum blossoms
more for the name
than for the color;
I buy lipstick that way, too.
In other words,
if it sounds like a poem,
I’ll take it.”

- Dorothea Grossman, “Untitled” (via mirroir)

meowth-mix: Sweater Weather-The Neighbourhood

Sat, 16 Mar 2013 02:47:34 -0400

meowth-mix:

Sweater Weather-The Neighbourhood

i dont feel attractive to you anymore. maybe that’s why im so angry—so sad. i...

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 09:21:30 -0400

i dont feel attractive to you anymore.

maybe that’s why im so angry—so sad. i don’t look anything like her, and you loved her most.

i would give anything to be taller, to be longer—to be skinnier: to have you feel for me what you felt for her. i would give anything to be not me.

“I can see why people consider you a different kind of smart; the kind that doesn’t...

Sat, 02 Mar 2013 04:45:00 -0500

“I can see why people consider you a different kind of smart; the kind that
doesn’t result from getting straight A’s in class; the kind of smart that
comes through seeing the world as contingencies of good and bad.

I do want to say that what some may call your outlook “gloomy” is actually
comforting for me, because you are constantly aware of the less fruitful
parts of life - the anxiety, the anger, the pain. Comforting because you,
unlike many, see things in more complexity, reaching depths in a way
experienced chess players do - thinking many steps ahead of time, yet also
thinking about the swarms of past and previous moves that cannot be
changed. And you are getting through it all without too much a detriment, or at least it seems to be.”

ALL MY FRIENDS ASK ME HOW I STAY STRONGWHEN YOU FIND TRUE LOVE...

Sun, 24 Feb 2013 18:30:00 -0500

ALL MY FRIENDS ASK ME HOW I STAY STRONG
WHEN YOU FIND TRUE LOVE IT CAN’T GO WRONG

Today you asked me why I don’t write about us anymore. Today I told you it’s because we...

Thu, 21 Feb 2013 22:18:12 -0500

Today you asked me why I don’t write about us anymore. Today I told you it’s because we started fighting, and the romance in perfection had left us.

But it’s not that, and you know it isn’t—it’s because I’m selfish and afraid that if I write about you too much I won’t dote on you enough and we’ll be gone: just more writings in a little girl’s archive: it’s because I’m too busy loving you to care for words. It’s because what is there left to explain, other than you’re the stars in my eyes and the ones that light the skies?

What is there left to explain, other than you and I are the source of cliches: the kind of couple that can finish eachother’s sentences and thoughts and souls—what is there left to explain: that two months together and now eight hours apart we function like fish without water, trying to fill our tank with tears?

It’s because you love me that I somehow a writer’s heart is too full to write: too content with lovemaking on sateen sheets and cuddling on leather sofas and stealing touches on bodies we already own. It’s because I love you that writing about us takes second to us.

I think when you’re in a relationship long enough—put two people, completely unfiltered...

Thu, 14 Feb 2013 07:26:18 -0500

I think when you’re in a relationship long enough—put two people, completely unfiltered and finally free of social reigns and mind-numbing self-solitary confinement you start trying to hold yourself together and wishing that the honeymoon period never ended.

today is my birthday :D

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 05:56:04 -0500

today is my birthday :D

"When we are not sure, we are alive."

Tue, 12 Feb 2013 00:21:42 -0500

“When we are not sure, we are alive.”

- Graham Greene, as quoted in the preface of Reality Hunger: A Manifesto, by David Shields (via mythologyofblue)

"Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic."

Tue, 12 Feb 2013 00:20:38 -0500

“Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.”

- Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via johnvondoom)

Audio

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 18:42:47 -0500

A Thousand Years (Part 2) | Christina Perri ft. Steve Kazee

Thu, 07 Feb 2013 12:41:00 -0500

A Thousand Years (Part 2) | Christina Perri ft. Steve Kazee

Audio

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 03:43:59 -0500

"If I could speak in any language it would be the one winter flirts with before kissing the fall with..."

Mon, 04 Feb 2013 19:52:35 -0500

“

If I could speak in any language
it would be the one winter flirts with
before kissing the fall with its first closed-mouth snow.

But it would all be a lie.
Sweet talking the p-coat armored
hipster hair crowned girls of autumn
I’d chase them around under fading trees
until the reddest leaves
bury me in flame.

Under the pyres of autumn,
under skies like shallow fire
I would soak soft flesh like summer,
reversing the hungry seasons,
giving girls who so far have only known
the slow crawl into frigid arms
ashen skin, and post-immolation recline.
and that would replace love for me,
that could be love for me,

dead leave blood chroma,
like embers in volcanic rain.

”

- Hungry Seasons
Evan Warren (via i-itch)