If your birthday is between May 20-25. I love you, automatically.
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omfg, it’s old but PLEASE watch this. So hilarious, I love them hahaha.

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Oh the core is rotten, absolutely rotten. You’ve bitten away at the sweetness, swallowed it whole. You’ve raced so quickly to discover the core, you barely taste the sugar. And when you reach the core, all that’s left is the bitter aftertaste of a treat gone too quickly.
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What I want for my birthday

I want someone to remember my birthday, so that at exactly 12:00 someone’s outside throwing rocks at my window (hopefully they don’t break it, after all this i real life not a fairytale & my mom would kill me). I want to run downstairs, let them in & see their arms filled with flowers, snacks, movies, and drinks. And I want to have a picnic in my living room (like I used to when I was a kid), at 12am on my birthday.

I want to push back the furniture, throw down a blanket and have a picnic with lots of snacks, lots of movies (of course a harry potter!), and lots of laughing. I want to fall asleep next to them, so when I *officially* wake up on my birthday they’ll be there.


On my actual birthday day, I want to do something I’ve never done. Something new, but so fun that I’m laughing and really just enjoying life.

And finally, I want to make s’mores around a real life bonfire. I’ve only done that once when I was little, and I’ve always wanted to do it again.

I just want one day with the people I love, and the person I’m in love with. I don’t want Ray Bans, or a designer purse, I just want good memories.

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Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
Les Misérables, Victor Hugo (via seabois)
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What would you do if the person you loved was gone tomorrow?

What would you do if the person you loved was gone tomorrow?

  • Would you cry because you missed them, or because you didn’t get the chance to say everything you wanted to?
  • Was the last conversation you had positive or was it filled with hurtful things?
  • Did you tell them you loved them? Did they die knowing that the last words they heard from you was how you really felt?
  • Were you mad at them? If you woke up and they were gone, would you still be mad at them? Or would you be mad at yourself for holding on to something too long?
  • Would you have any regrets about how you treated them? Would you wish you had spent more time being happy instead of being upset?

I think about this a lot when I’m mad at someone, or when they’re mad at me. It’s so cliche, but time really isn’t promised. And I’ve had this happen, I’ve had someone die and wish I could have said something more to them. Wish I wouldn’t have been so stubborn, or that I would have told them certain things. I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately. I don’t want to be angry anymore. I don’t want to argue, hold grudges, be sad, or stop talking to the ones I love because I don’t know if you’ll be here tomorrow, and neither do you. Whatever has happened, whatever happened in the past, I would be devastated if I woke up and you were gone, and that means so much more than any grudge, any argument, any negative feelings I’ve ever had.

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View your life with kindsight. Stop beating yourself up about things from your past. Instead of slapping your forehead and asking, “What was I thinking?” Breathe and ask the kinder question: “What was I learning?”
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Being in a long-term relationship taught me:

  • Guys and girls are COMPLETELY different, and as a result speak different languages. Guys and girls will spend 98% of their relationship trying to figure out what the hell the other is saying.

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