I was thinking about this the other day. I think SEX is reserved for those in love, not for the horny, lonely and bored. The ultimate and most private expression of affection, self-giving and connection shouldn’t be squandered as easily as it is today. Fucking media.
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Sometimes I feel like going on my tumblr does more bad than good. When I look at my old posts I just unearth sadness and disappointment. This isn’t just a place for me to post personal stuff, but a place for all of my emo shit cause I can’t post that on Facebook- God forbid people should know how lonely I feel at midnight.
I don’t want to lose you, any of you, but you can’t stay and in time all we’ll have of each other are the old memories of who the other used to be. I’ll miss you and you’ll miss me, but our lives won’t be intertwined anymore. That’s how things work.
I really miss my life two years ago. It seems what I feel mostly these days is longing to be somewhere else which means that I think my life today sucks ass.
Remember to write and pray for Tennyson and to live his philosophies.
Skippy
Shaggy
Shiny
But earlier tonight when I was about to take a shower, I spent a good ten minutes smiling at my naked reflection. Made me feel good :)
There is something unnatural about those animals… they are dangerous.
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Game of Thrones House Posters
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