when books make you cry like fuck you book you’re a stack of paper



Books can start wars and end friendships. Never underestimate their power.

Books can end wars and start friendships. Never underestimate their power.


Sometimes the most simple of patterns/process creates the most amazing effect.

What is ZE:A?






what if you woke up with amnesia and all you could remember was your tumblr password and you had to discover who you were based off your posts

“wow I sure had a thing for boats”

#’wait am i a gay man’


this is the most perfect thing on tumblr omfg

I watched a girl in a sundress kiss another girl on a park bench, and just as the sunlight spilled perfectly onto both of their hair, I thought to myself: ‘How bravely beautiful it is, that sometimes, the sea wants the city, even when it has been told its entire life it was meant for the shore.’

There’s so much more to life than finding someone who will want you, or being sad over someone who doesn’t. There’s a lot of wonderful time to be spent discovering yourself without hoping someone will fall in love with you along the way, and it doesn’t need to be painful or empty. You need to fill yourself up with love. Not anyone else. Become a whole being on your own. Go on adventures, fall asleep in the woods with friends, wander around the city at night, sit in a coffee shop on your own, write on bathroom stalls, leave notes in library books, dress up for yourself, give to others, smile a lot. Do all things with love, but don’t romanticize life like you can’t survive without it. Live for yourself and be happy on your own. It isn’t any less beautiful, I promise.

I’ll take crazy over stupid any day.



My kids are my heart and soul. They will always be my babies, even when they grow old.

✎ Anonymous: your fav childhood memory?


Not paying bills


"How To Put On Your Face" by Anna Akana

Train your mind to see the good in everything.