She thought she was independent and strong, but she got one small taste of love and she was hungrier than anyone. She was ravenous.
Ann Brashares, Girls In Pants: The Third Summer of the Sisterhood (via feellng)

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*accidentally showers for 5 hours*

cybertwinks:

the only people who ever call me pretty are either old or online

(Source: qothqueen)

thevirginharry:

remember swine flu reblog if ur a tru 2009 kid

y2kid:

i will do a lot of things but admitting im cold to my mum who told me to bring a jacket isn’t one of them

reginamas:

i just told my mom i died at birth and i’ve been a ghost this entire time just growing and manifesting into the daughter she’d lost

and she’s just like

well please go to the light because i am tired of your shit

(Source: adorablebadass)