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themountainlaurel:

To Wander and Seek Photography // The Day Book Blog

themountainlaurel:

To Wander and Seek Photography // The Day Book Blog

Posted on September 2 with 710 notes at 8:58 am · reblog

I don’t think I’ve ever been more hurt regarding this situation… 

Posted on September 2 at 8:51 am · reblog

Posted on September 2 with 486 notes at 8:43 am · reblog

kushandwizdom:

Words of Emotion

kushandwizdom:

Words of Emotion

Posted on September 2 with 1,972 notes at 8:43 am · reblog

obesitycore:

the really shitty thing about being told that youre smart your whole entire life is that as soon as you dont understand something you just kind of completely shut down and his this big shitty crisis because maybe youre not as smart as youve always been told 


she-wants-the-eod:

Just gonna leave this here.

she-wants-the-eod:

Just gonna leave this here.

Posted on September 2 with 9 notes at 8:42 am · reblog

thesociopathwithabox:

secretlifeofageekygirl:

Literally the best bromance to ever bromance

"maybe one day he’ll love me that much" -turk’s wife

(Source: darkchocolateandtea)


justdontwordshurt:

unfelt-feelings:

fatandfabulousmermaid:

stonewhite:

gogetthatbody:

k-lionheart:

themaidenofthetree:

I want you to imagine a ten year old version of yourself sitting right there on this couch. Now this is the little girl who first believed that she was fat, and ugly, and an embarrassment.

This is groundbreaking

this is my third time rebloging this today. this is so important.

I have goosebumps

because were all trying to heal the child that was broken

Tears

This show is wonderful


I think about dying but I don’t want to die, not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic, there’s so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m wasting every second, even now I’m writing this when I should be out there. I should be living. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell I’m doing or how to get out.
-(via onceuponajackson)

(Source: floweringo)