Be real, be true to you. Don't let others get you down. You are the boss of yourself, no one else.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
His pledge to her:
i will kill the spiders. i will share my fries with you when you’ve finished all yours and are still hungry. i won’t ever pop my collar. i will never be rude to your tummy- when i hear it growl and gurgle. i promise to bend down and reply respectfully. i will eat the mushrooms when we order the supreme pizza. i will kiss the papercuts. and the door-slammed finger, and the counter-bumped hip. i’ll try my hardest not to get annoyed when you whisper questions and comments during movies. i will be the big spoon. i will let you win at wrestling, sometimes. other times i will not. i will go faster. harder. i will pull when you want. and tease you when you don’t. i will send you random texts and leave you silly gifts. not always. not on schedule. just whenever i want to. whenever i think you need one. or seven. i will check your tire pressure. and remind you to take your car in. i will hold your hand. i will love you. i will love you. i will love you.
I’m pretty sure I’ve reblogged this before, but it’s so perfect.
i think I am going to cry
kissing is great
but wow when you get to kiss someone you have feelings for and you’ve wanted to kiss them for the longest time and you get to stroke their face and you’re so aware of their body and how nice their lips feel
I always just skip to the last 4 it seems like.
Heartbreak isn’t beautiful. It isn’t fucking poetry, it’s not staying up ‘til 4 am listening to sad songs. It’s breaking down in the middle of a busy street. It’s seeing their face in all the people you pass by. It’s feeling okay for weeks at a time and then all of a sudden, you feel the ghost of their lips on your neck and their nails on your back and then you’re choking on memories of their presence. It’s waking up from dreams of them coming back and screaming in the middle of the night because your chest aches like a rotting tooth. Stop romanticizing pain. Stop using people like they’re objects. A heart isn’t a cigarette - you can’t just light it up and then stomp it out when you’re done. Don’t act like anything about heartbreak is beautiful, because I wouldn’t wish that feeling upon my worst of enemies.
(via keep-that-pussy-wet)
I just want someone who won’t get annoyed when I text them six times or in all caps. Someone I can go on long drives with and can sing along to the radio with. Someone I can eat pizza with at 2am and kiss at 6pm. Someone who chooses me everyday and never thinks twice about it.
(via jasfuckinq)
We asked twenty strangers to kiss for the first time….
This guy knows his shit on how to kiss a girl.
My parents just tell me, if you know what you want, you should stay determined and go for it. You can do anything.
Aaliyah (via kushandwizdom)
do not read old emails, old texts, old logs, anything from someone you don’t interact with anymore. take out the trash, delete it all, purge it from your life. there’s no sense in keeping painful reminders no matter how fond they once were. this clutter no longer serves you; it just takes up valuable space.
1/4 part of me: I want to be cute and delicate and have a petite body.
1/4 part of me: I want to look smokin' hot and sexy in a bikini and have curves and a fuck you attitude
1/4 part of me: I don't even care man I can totally eat all of that cake watch me
1/4 part of me: I want to murder everyone and laugh as i bathe in their blood
But once you start thinking of how you can spend your days and nights with them, what their laugh would sound like in the silence of your thoughts, the way your head might rest on their shoulder perfectly, the way their hair would look in the morning with tangled bed sheets, the way their hand would fit in yours, the way they may like a song, the way their smile would be a reason for you to wake up, and how you want to get to know every bit of their soul - it makes you realize how much you want to have them in your life, and how much you are really screwed.
I think of how nice it would be, to get to know every little bit of you. (via reality-escape-artist)