what if i stopped stressin and trusted everything will be okay and felt deep peace inside

tumblr should offer health insurance to its long time users

*crushes my emotions with my bare hands* as I was saying,

why does it cost money

who are you when you are not watching tv or movies? when you aren't playing video games or reading a book or fanfiction or listening to music or whatever other kind of media that you engage with? who are you when your mind isn't in another world or story, when you are forced to sit with yourself and the only experience you have is your own sensorial life? can you define yourself outside of what you consume? who is that person? do you like them? can you bear it? can you bear it?

bro like would it kill you to fall in love with me

open your third eye bitch i’m trying to flirt with you telepathically

what if it all worked out

some of you guys have GOT to remember about fun

like it’s ok… just be a little silly… be annoying… be embarrassing… you are alive

girls will come online once every 6 hours, reblog 129043894059 posts then leave

the one thing i will always fiercely & unabashedly resent is the stance that someone is “too old for something” past a certain age. telling someone they’re “too old” to enjoy a show or practice a hobby or have a personality or do anything that’s not considered “mature” is one of the ugliest standards society has managed to ingrain into people’s brains. please pursue what makes you happy without shame. if it doesn’t hurt you or anyone else, then it’s no one’s business but yours. you owe no one an explanation. but you do owe yourself authenticity & happiness. & no one can decide how that looks like but you