i swear

there’s an unwritten rule somewhere

that your hair will look the best on the days that you will see no one

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okayyeahh:

im in tears

i cany

omfg

whrklkqlm hhahsahsdoaha

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I like being alone.

dinosaursarecomingback:

I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.

I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.

It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.

I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.

But when I see a mother with her child;

A girl with her lover;

Or a friend laughing with their best friend;

I realize that even though I like being alone

I don’t fancy being lonely.

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bitch-cat:

A really interesting video about how exercise can change your life.

So relevant

tituba:

Not running actually makes me hate myself and makes me feel gross and makes me want to listen to depressing music and makes me want to spend my life crying. 

THIS. And eating unhealthily, too. That does it to me a lot. 

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Feeling lazy,

so I am going for a run and then I am going to clean things. 

That’s my logic, y’all.

Poems

(Peter McWilliams)

You like it that I write
Poems
about you.
Your ego takes some
Perverse pleasure
in them.
You will cause
enough pain to fill
a book, and then
send autographed
copies to your
friends.

Greatest feelings ever

#739: Collapsing into bed after a long strenuous day 

Must love decorating for holidays, mischief, kissing in cars, and wind chimes. No specific height, weight, hair color, or political affiliation required but would prefer a warm spirited non racist. Cynics, critics, pessimists, and “stick in the muds” need not apply. Voluptuous figures a plus. Any similarity in look, mind set, or fashion sense to Mary Poppins, Claire Huxtable, Snow White, or Elvira wholeheartedly welcomed. I am dubious of actresses, fellons and lesbians but don’t want to rule them out entirely. Must be tolerant of whistling, tickle torture, James Taylor, and sleeping late. I have a slight limp, eerily soft hands, and a preternatural love of autumn. I once misinterpreted being called a coal-eyed dandy as a compliment when it was intended as an insult. I wiggle my feet in my sleep, am scared of the dark, and think the Muppets Christmas Carol is one of the greatest films of all time. All I want is butterfly kisses in the morning, peanut butter sandwiches shaped like a heart, and to make you smile until it hurts.

Matthew Gray Gubler, on his perfect woman (via yurmanandbourbon)

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SO THIS WOULD BE A NICE ADDITION TO AN OKCUPID PROFILE

(via getyourrunningshoeson)

Dear lord, this is wonderful.

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