arcaninetails:

breakfast for dinner is fun when you’re a kid but when you’re an adult it’s just like “yo i ate lunch at 5 PM today and linear time is functionally meaningless”

(via hangingbythestars)

nowimjustfalling:

I hate feelings and relationships because you have no idea what the other person is thinking or doing. It’s so fucking terrifying. People can be using you and you can literally mean nothing to them and you’d have no idea.

(via nightjams)

I hope one day you’re as happy as you’re pretending to be. — (via liqiud)

(via itspattymayonnaise)

yellings:

sometimes being sad for no reason is worse than being sad for a reason cause there is absolutely nothing you can do to make yourself feel better

(via departured)

lovequotesrus:

Everything you love is here

lovequotesrus:

Everything you love is here

(via itspattymayonnaise)

smokeymcdaniel:

There is literally no reason not to.

smokeymcdaniel:

There is literally no reason not to.

(via psychedelictoekurlz)

at 19, i read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: the level of matter in the universe has been constant since the big bang.
in all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. the universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
when you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. we are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. oh god, the sheer exuberant, unlikely fact of our existences. the honour of being alive. they will never be able to make you again. don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. don’t you dare.
caitlin moran  (via ha-lay-na)

(via cosmic-r0mance)