humansofnewyork:

“If you could give one piece of advice to a large group of people, what would it be?”“Be kind and thoughtful.”“What’s your greatest struggle right now?”“Being kind and thoughtful. Because I’ve got some friends that are driving me freaking nuts.”

humansofnewyork:

“If you could give one piece of advice to a large group of people, what would it be?”
“Be kind and thoughtful.”
“What’s your greatest struggle right now?”
“Being kind and thoughtful. Because I’ve got some friends that are driving me freaking nuts.”

Obviously procrastinating.

Obviously procrastinating.

‘Make It Mine’ by Jason MrazLeap, and the net will appear.

‘Make It Mine’ by Jason Mraz
Leap, and the net will appear.

Me, anytime I have to pee during a party.

Me, anytime I have to pee during a party.

(Source: sandandglass)

If someone wants you in their life, they’ll make room for you. You shouldn’t have to fight for a spot. Never, ever insist yourself to someone who continuously overlooks your worth.

Ms. McCall pulls back the sheet to reveal random Heather. Stiles gets all teary and remembers how they almost had the sexes with each other, remembers her saying “virgin” about eleven times. Then he looks at the dead lifeguard and his “purity ring.” Then he looks back at Heather. Lifeguard. Heather. Lifeguard. Heather. Ms. McCall goes, “Is something wrong, teenage boy that I invited to the morgue to stare at gruesome corpses?” And Stiles goes, “This seems … familiar. Like I’ve read it somewhere before. Like. I just. Oh my God, someone is sacrificing virgins! I must make werewolf love with Derek to stay alive!” Ms. McCall is like, “Wait, what? Why Derek?” And Stiles says, “The Fuck or Die Dilemma always ends with me and Derek doing it so I can live! I think it’s written on the Sands of Time or A03 or something like that!

The Backlot and a piece of their review for 3x03, which just happens to be respectfully titled, “Shag Stiles, Save the World.” [x]

You just don’t know how much I love The Backlot. 

(via colethewolf)

(via reliand)

I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.

Thought Catalog

(via koizoraa)

“I want to be in love. I want to get it over with so that I can move along to all of the other parts of life that seem so easy to achieve when someone at home cares about you. I want that feeling of imperviousness, of security, of having that major thing checked off the list so I can attend to everything else. And for me, it will necessarily come in the form of a boyfriend. Someone who is bound to me by nothing other than his own desire to see me in the sunlight every morning. In my (sometimes messy) bed.”

(via ticketsandpassp0rts)

You have played,

(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a little tired now;
Tired of things that break, and—
Just tired.
So am I.

e.e. cummings, “You are Tired (I Think)”  (via miregis)

(Source: larmoyante, via ticketsandpassp0rts)

right in the feels.

right in the feels.

(via ticketsandpassp0rts)

WHEN SOMEONE I DON’T LIKE SAYS SOMETHING

She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, like when you’re swimming and you want to put your feet down on something solid, but the water’s deeper than you think and there’s nothing there.

Julia Gregson, East of the Sun (via madaeli26)

(Source: prettyreckles, via ticketsandpassp0rts)

I know I’m too much
and loving me can be hard,
but I am worth it.

the-girl-who-laughed:

This is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.

(via marykatewiles)