avouer:

““Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there’s a tomorrow. Maybe for you there’s one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there’s only today. And the truth is, you never really know.””

—  Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall (via amortizing)

(Source: amortizing)

lafemmenuit:

I’m tired of girls trying to invalidate their own feelings during times of pain, especially to their friends. Your break up meant something. That friendship you lost was a hard blow. I understand why you feel tired this semester. Sometimes this “modern woman” stereotype is patriarchy’s last attempt; patriarchy disguised as feminism. You don’t have to be “wise beyond your years”; your pain and crying does not mean you are not intelligent. If you feel your friends demand justification for your pain and ordeals, they’re not friends. You’re strong but human. Remind yourself emotional space is part of liberation.

(via unescapable)

uglysnacc:

you might like getting choked but sea turtles don’t so keep your FUCKIN plastic out of the ocean.

(via sorry)

ultrasexoral:

Yesterday: horny

Today: horny

Tomorrow: horny

Next week: horny

Next month: horny

Apocalypse: horny

(via h4rdfuck)