(Source: allaboutfears, via lipstickstainedlove)
David Bowie - Starman
Look out your window I can see his light
If we can sparkle he may land tonight
(via vintagegal)
We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway.
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(via timetofindtherealme)
Note: The cure for asthma is not, “Just breathe!”, and the cure for cancer is not, “Stop growing those cells!” Similarly, the cure for depression is not, “Just be happier!”, and the cure for anxiety is not, “Stop worrying so much!” These are not phases of life for teenagers and the weak-minded - they are serious and chronic medical illnesses.
(Source: vangoghsdaughter, via randomness-is-epic)
WAIT HOLD THE FUCK UP
IS ‘MRS’ JUST MR’S
LIKE BELONGING TO MR
OMG
Mr comes from the French monsieur, which I think literally translates as ‘my lord’ and basically just means master, and Mrs comes from maistre which is the feminine form of master, so actually—for once—no.
This was an extremely relevant comment and I thank you for educating me
(via ladyskyelar)
just saw a guy wearing a nirvana t-shirt lmfao i bet cant even name three noble truths of buddhism
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i wish i had an extremely attractive guy friend that every single girl liked and he secretly had a crush on me and i secretly had a crush on him and then we get in argument and he kisses me and then we get married and have children.
(Source: theukings, via lipstickstainedlove)
