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ermathursty:

Saw this tip jar at my Dairy Queen today and lost it at tipiosa.

ermathursty:

Saw this tip jar at my Dairy Queen today and lost it at tipiosa.

come on!

I have a bunch of thoughts in my head tonight so I’m going to ramble for a bit, thanks.

You know that movie good luck chuck where dane cook sleeps with any girl and she gets boo’d up right after? I haven’t either- but I saw the previews and got the gist of it. Well, the gist of my life is just that. Except, I don’t even have to sleep with a boy for them to find their match. I get cheated out of even that! Without fail, a one time date or a fling will lead straight to relationshipville for said dude and I get left with building doubts and frustration. It’s as if dating me reveals everything they don’t want in a partner so finding the opposite is a snap. I’m appealing enough to date, but not enough to keep dating. This is would be less severe of a gut punch if I met people more, made more connections and such. But the truth is, I don’t know how to make friends and meet people anymore.

The point of this whole thing is that when I was 14 I watched VH1 Behind the Music on Ricky Nelson and I had this overwhelming feeling that he was my soulmate and I was born at the wrong time and too late for real love. Maybe this is why I am doomed for eternity. My ghost soul mate is haunting my future mates.


Tropical birds at Jonestown mass suicide site.

Tropical birds at Jonestown mass suicide site.

"3AM: the time to miss people who don’t miss you."

- Ten Word Story #11 - Ming D. Liu (via diluvie)

detectivebuttcop:

youngblackandvegan:

jonesalicious:

So after belle and the beast got married they have to buy all new furniture since like half their castle turned into people

Beauty and the Beast 2: The Trip to Ikea

yungbasedblogger:

apparently “bae” means “before anyone else” i always thought it was a ghetto word for “babe”

lucithor:

i fell in love with the girl at the rock show

she said “what”

and i said “whAT”

and she said “i can’t hEAR YOU THE MUSIC’S TOO LOUD”

and i said “WHAT”

He was my friend.

tea-and-feminism:

I’ve been feeling this pretty strongly as of late, this scene/section of The Bell Jar has literally come to mind everyday for the last few weeks. I cannot begin to describe the anxiety I’m feeling about life.