ghosteh13: voice-of-tartarus: demeaniac: what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies? Woah woah wait you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most” that would explain...
Sometimes I’ll be talking to someone, and I’ll be like ‘Yeah, I’ve been really...– John Mulaney (via ntrvrts)
they-call-me-wonder-woman: h0odrich: It’s mad depressing when u eat the last piece of candy but you didn’t look at the bag and realize it was the last one so you could truly appreciate it for what it was worth This speaks to me on a deep emotional level.
do u ever just make scenarios in your head that will never happen but makes you so happy so you just keep on imagining them
When you truly start to care about someone you become vulnerable to all sorts of...– Neal Shusterman, Bruiser (via simply-quotes)
i wonder if anybody’s actually had feelings for me, like actually got upset or mad over little things i did and got jealous and confused over me and thought about me on a regular basis. i feel like i’m the only person that ever really cares about anyone and that nobody’s ever felt that way for me.