Dear Mom and Dad,
This is what happiness looks like. Sorry you were so miserable in your own lives that you couldn’t allow me a chance at my own. I went out and found it anyway. I miss you, and will miss you even more this holiday season since you won’t allow me to come back home unless I have a woman on my arm. Oh by the way, we’ll still be using the family recipe for the stuffing, I’m sure it’ll be a hit with our friends.
Your son, his boyfriend, and our spoiled cat
(Source: queerone, via purpleishboots)
are less like temples
and more like biographies
they carry all the
broken hearts, false hopes and cobwebs
neatly mapped in your veins and tendons,
a whole history
tucked away in the spaces in between
your ribs and collarbones.”
— Annalise Gill (via thatkindofwoman)
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(Source: myfickleheartt, via wetpaint)
“You’ll need coffee shops and sunsets and road trips. Airplanes and passports and new songs and old songs, but people more than anything else. You will need other people and you will need to be that other person to someone else, a living breathing screaming invitation to believe better things.”
— Jamie Tworkowski (via ablogwithaview)
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New phone cases, prints and mugs up on my Society 6. FREE SHIPPING ends tonight (Nov 17th) at midnight.
that ‘wild’ case. sweet mercy, give me.
“It’s sad when someone you know, becomes someone you knew.”
— Henry Rollins (via thatkindofwoman)