He’s just mad because he can’t acquire all the apple juice that I’m acquiring. (x)
It’s a three-stage evolutionary line, and they’re going to be based on
the tiny fluff-ball stage,
the lanky stage,
ad the majestic fluff-ball stage.
If anyone ever asks me to define love, I’m just going to show them this.
I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible.
Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.
Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.
But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.
And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.
We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.
We never know when the bus is coming.
Rachel C. Lewis, Tell The People You Love That You Love Them (via kvtes)
You know what I just realized? Patrick killed people.
Patrick killed a lot of people.
and then things got unholy
Oh just common household items. :)
EVERYTHING IS PERFECT
My friends on Tumblr. Buy this shit for my kitchen.DO IT
i need all of them. especially the last one. i really would love utensils like that