I don’t know about you all, but I’m pretty sure cold fries is a life-or-death situation.

finding out that my fists can be injured when punching things was a very jarring moment in my life. how can these weapons of destruction be destroyed themselves in their use? how can these hands… catch themselves…

Does anyone else ever think about how traditional fiction is categorised by plot/setting (romance, crime, thriller, fantasy) but fanfiction is categorised by the emotions it’s meant to give you (hurt/comfort, fluff, angst, smut)?

Never thought of it this way, but that’s fascinatingly true.

#smut: the fifth emotion

Fuck whoever fucked me up so bad that I convinced myself I’m not even worth anyone’s time

Being afraid to check your bank account is the adult version of being afraid to check your grades.

College is when you’re afraid of both

why is being alive so expensive. i’m not even having a good time

I recommend constructing a detailed image of who you want to be and how you want your life to be, down to all the details (love-life, work, money, your home, day to day life, etc). Flesh it out fully and let your heart and desires govern the whole thing, don’t hold back at all, create your ideal life. And everyday think about it - and feel it. Feel it as if your life is already that way. And make all your decisions according to its ultimate fulfillment. Get in touch with your values, what’s really important to you, and let them guide you.

To save a life and a child from an ass whipping

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BOOOOOOSST!!!!!!!!!!

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why tf do I get so emotional at night. who is this night bitch?? she needs to go to sleep.

Remember when you had energy to do things? Those were some wild times