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Your mother did not raise you with a wolf in your chest so you could howl over losing a man.

—read this on here today and i haven’t stopped thinking about this quote since. (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(Source: pluiedem, via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)


Beagle puppy barking for the first time. “I…don’t know how to express my feelings!”


(Source: youtube.com, via poca-hotmess)

You may not see it today or tomorrow, but you will look back in a few years and be absolutely perplexed and awed by how every little thing added up and brought you somewhere wonderful - or where you always wanted to be. You will be grateful that things didn’t work out the way you once wanted them to.

—(via avvfvl)

(Source: t-sukix, via whisperingbones)

I wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone.

—Dan Howell
(via suspend)

(Source: phanjam, via wanderingtate)


u ever text someone something risky and every second that they dont respond is another spike in ur blood pressure and u stare at your hand like why did u type that u fool its over the universe is crumbling to pieces this is my demise

(via wanderingtate)

"Now let me dispel a few rumours so they don’t fester into facts. Yes, I too attended at ‘Hell-ton’ and survived. And no, at that time I was not the mental giant you see before you. I was the intellectual equivalent of a 98 pound weakling. I would go to the beach and people would kick copies of Byron in my face."

(Source: chick-named-marylou, via everytimeyoucloseyoureyes)


You never know how old you are until you realize your childhood hero died.

Robin Williams was a masterpiece and such an amazing man.To hear of his passing has upset me beyond most deaths. He was my childhood. My childhood was Robin Williams.

Rest in peace….

(via mrs-entwistle)