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    "You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later they’re as dull as a brick? Then there’s other people, when you meet them you think, “Not bad. They’re okay.” And then you get to know them and… and their face just sort of becomes them. Like their personality’s written all over it. And they just turn into something so beautiful."

    Amelia Pond

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    :]

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    I don’t know how I feel about him.

    Going to be an interesting weekend.

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    A Little Odd: Depression is not all in someone's head. You can't just tell someone suffering to "just smile" or "be happy" because...

    loopmeinoddone:

    I love this. We had a huge circle in our sorority where we just said got shit off our chest. I finally told everyone I have Panic Disorder, along with two other girls saying they have Depression. Then, a few girls later someone was like “Everyone gets sad, everyone has panic attacks”……

    And then you have the worst headache because of the adrenaline rush, and your heart won’t stop pounding and you don’t want anyone to talk to you because they don’t understand what it feels like to have a completely irrational reaction to something so rational. I get panic attacks because of a phobia, and I’m lucky enough to know my trigger. But it’s because of girls like that why I don’t tell people about my phobia, they don’t get it and they mock it, or try to convince me that it’s not true. I’m lucky enough to have girls in my pledge class, that even though they don’t understand it, keep me out of the way of my trigger.  I know it’s irrational, and I’ve got it mostly under control, but because I’ve got the safety on doesn’t mean I still want to push the trigger.

    (Source: lack0fpassion)

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    -Ring Ring-

    • Roommate: Hi! I have a present for you outside!
    • Me: It better not be my drunk little...
    • Roommate: SURPRISE! ITS YOUR DRUNK LITTLE!
    • Me: .....I hate you all.
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    I hate it when I see residents out.

    I went out with my future roomie to an open party with our brother frat Saturday night because it was her birthday and I played babysitter all night. I had been so used to closed parties I forgot I run into other residents at open ones. The guys get so pissed when they see me out cause they always assume I’m drinking. I’m not. So chill out. Sorry I had an incident with you. Maybe you shouldn’t scream about your beer down the hallway. But clearly I care what you do since you’re yelling at me with a beer in your hand and I’m doing nothing.

    Moral of the story. I don’t care what you do just don’t do it in the building. An get off my back if I want to go out and see my friends.

    /endrant

  7. Ladies and gentlemen, may we present to you the king and queen of Derpland - Miss Jennifer and Mr. Rob.

    (via ashelertz)

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    My passive for this term

    My passive for this term

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    Reblog this if you’re still a virgin.

    song-of-the-oods:

    peetasbaking:

    I want to see how many people are proud of it.

    We’re like unicorns

    According to legend, only a virgin is able to find a unicorn.  So I don’t mind being a virgin right now.  Woopwoop.

    Guys, it’s tumblr.  I think we’re in the majority here.

    (Source: reblogslikeyeah)

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