I think one of the saddest things is when two people really get to know each other: their secrets, their fears, their favourite things, what they love, what they hate, literally everything, and then they go back to being strangers. It’s like you have to walk past them and pretend like you never knew them, never even talked to them before, when really, you know everything about them.
very small dog? puppy
very big dog? puppy
very young dog? puppy
very old dog? puppy
I should remember that.
I should fucking remember that.
— a.s., baby, what did i do (via sincerelyhappines)
If you’re in public and you can’t figure out a stranger’s gender, follow these steps:
- Don’t worry about it.
I slept almost all day but almost is never enough
— (via sadgirl1017)
*watches anaconda video, gets illegal but injections and dies 2 weeks later*
from the grave: fuck them skinny bitches in the club!!!