January 2011
212 posts
The heart is a muscle & we all know, boys have...
The reason I talk to myself is because I’m the only one whose answers I accept.
– George Carlin (via quote-book)
spaceoccupier asked: Grammar police!
I don't hate you, I never will. I just act like I...
Before sex, you help each other get naked, after sex you only dress yourself....
– Jan Paolo Matias (via bullytin)
500daysofyou:
” You know what’s the worst thing a teenager could ever do to their parents? Kill themselves.”
I feel like making out.
500daysofyou:
mytogaglows:
I want it to be hot, passionate, reckless and relentless. I want it to be like the movies where I push everything off the table, and it all breaks. When I pull away to look at you and make sure it’s all real, I want you to grab my shirt and pull me back in. My hands caressing your body and my body against yours.
Gtfrdegvnhjtr. I need this right now.
brownmon:
Monkey Slut n. A password used when you don’t know who your real friends are.
Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.
– Mahatma Gandhi (via quote-book)
Everything passes. Nothing is eternal, even the...
The danger of being lonely is that you easily fall...
The silence scares me because it screams the...
waldosia
n. [Brit. wallesia] a condition characterized by scanning faces in a crowd looking for a specific person who would have no reason to be there, which is your brain’s way of checking to see whether they’re still in your life, subconsciously patting its emotional pockets before it leaves for the day.
Forgive and forget. That’s what they say. It’s good advice, but it’s not very...
– Meredith Grey (Greys Anatomy)
Two wrongs don’t make a right, but they make a good excuse.
– Thomas Stephen Szasz (via quote-book)
When you're texting five people and you tell four...
waydowntown:
In psych class yesterday, we were told that when women are undergoing PMS, they should look for the scent of their lover to calm them down.
Now, I think you’re just remembering the good stuff. Next time you look back, I...
– Rachel Hansen, 500 days of Summer (via littlemissgayle)