This is you. This is where all your thoughts are kept. Every other part of your body is used to protect and sustain this.
I want to cry
it’s weirdly comforting to know that all of the meaningless bullshit society judges me on is just a meatsuit made to support the terrifying tentacle beast that is my true form (◡‿◡✿)
THAT LAST COMMENT. BAM.
Drugs Under The Microscope
What’s in store for me in the direction i don’t take?
“… the moments when everything is open, when all options are present, and all is undecided – mere destinies unfolding. Our choices shift into one plane of existence, the extension of every path still available, until we pick the red tie instead of the blue; harbor anger instead of compassion; attempt to fix it or break it; and all our possibilities collapse into the singular of what is, rippling outward from the moment of decision to affect our lives in ways unknown… The noise at the back of our mind wondering anxiously, What’s in store for me in the direction I don’t take?”
My cat doesn’t care about any of your silly rules
I HAVE MADE A MISTAKE
|—||Maya Angelou (via observando)|
|—||R.M. (via ideacycling)|
COOL DATE IDEA: take a really long nap with me
|—||Everyone has their own love language. That’s one of the most important lessons I’ve ever learned. (via bodv)|