he looks like a god

he is a god


chris evans reminds me of one of those massive dogs that are supposed to be intimidating but they don’t seem to realize how big they are and just trip all over the place and curl on people’s laps and just wag their tail delightedly as they flop around on clumsy paws


i hate it when u stop being friends w someone or u break up w someone cos uve got all this information about them like at the back of ur mind like their birthday or their favorite game or whatever, and even years later things will come up and you’ll think about that person and its like. oh. and it never really Stops


On the Throne - By: (Hans-Peter Henriksen)


I wish someone would randomly tell me little facts about myself. Not ones that I have already told them but ones they have picked up by themselves because they care enough to notice the little things I do.


fuck summer i want it to be dark and misty and frigid and october


do you ever want to just yell in someones face to date you


So, wherever you are, I hope you’re happy, I really do. I hope the stars are kissing your cheeks tonight. I hope you finally found a way to quit smoking. I hope your lungs are open and breathing your life. I hope there’s a kite in your hand that’s flying all the way up to Orion and you still got a thousand yards of string to let out.

I hope you’re smiling like god is pulling at the corners of your mouth. Cause I might be naked and lonely, shaking branches for bones, but I’m still time zones away from who I was the day before we met.

You were the first mile where my heart broke a sweat. And I wish you were here. I wish you’d never left.


- Andrea Gibson (via wordsthat-speak)