I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly.
(Source: jeremy-atticus, via spybook)
I really need to start looking into how to get certified to be either a COA, COT, or a COMT… that way i can get out of this hell hole. I’ve come to realize recently that i absolutely have nothing holding me here. So why stay if i’m not happy? Out of all places… i’ve been thinking of moving to texas.
We can’t jump off bridges anymore because our iPhones will get ruined. We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean, because there’s no service on the beach and adventures aren’t real unless they’re on Instagram. Technology has doomed the spontaneity of adventure and we’re helping destroy it every time we Google, check-in, and hashtag.
Everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people in the whole world, I mean everybody — no matter how dull and boring they are on the outside. Inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds… Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands, maybe.
The Sandman, Vol. 5: A Game of You (via kushandwizdom
Saturdays are for adventure; Sundays are for cuddling
General life philosophy (via)
(Source: haleykit, via b0ny-knees)
I feel so shut out, I’m always homesick. But when I get home. I find it’s something else I’m longing for.
Ingmar Bergman, Autumn Sonata (via ecouri
(Source: byn-s, via justtheladyinblack)
7 Billion smiles, and yours is my favorite.
(Source: renovador, via laughed-so-hard-i-got-cramps)