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You want things you can’t get, you get things you don’t want, you get things you used to want but not anymore, you want things you used to get but not anymore. When you finally get what you want, you want something else. When you finally want what you get, you get something else.
Funny how we make life seem absurd when it’s not..
Why do you find this absurd? Who is to say this is not how your God intended you to be? Why have you accepted the fact that you won’t get what you want?
Man was created in God’s image, correct? God can have whatever He wants, and intended the same for you, I’m sure.
You should not believe anything to be out of reach. You should not accept that it is not possible to have everything you ever wanted; just as you should not accept fear and negativity as a way of life.
Negativity was not intended to be part of your life. Fear, hatred, pain, and suffering were not intended to be part of your life. Stop accepting them as such.
Those things are not the work of your God.
Those things are the work of the Fallen, and to accept them into your life is to accept the Fallen into your life.
I’m sure you wouldn’t want that, now would you?
I don’t know if this is true, but it made me laugh.
I like it.
But.
Sex≠Dating
This is a photo I took of a girl at the Owl City concert.
Fish People.
They do exist.Evolution.
Didn’t get to us all.omg
Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn
I could have someone do that for free.
FUCK YOU, you stupid mother fucking doctor.
Don’t write off my very legitimate health concerns because you want to be a fucking creeper.
“Yes, i do believe you have that, given your history. Now scoot down for me.”
Don’t act like there is no problem when, three fucking weeks ago, you decided it was necessary to scrape out the lining of my uterus; basically giving me an abortion even though I wasn’t motherfucking pregnant!
Oh, you want to place an iud? And that means I have to give you over $700? RIGHT NOW?
Funny. You didn’t mention that when you did your “consultation” with me while I was in the hospital. It’s okay tho. I’m sure you just fucking forgot.
And what tact. Telling me I’m lucky to be alive and then walking out of the room. As if I had no fucking idea how close I was to dying a few weeks ago. Thanks again, for reinforcing that. Asshole.

I despise being single. But I also despise certain aspects of relationships: the public expectation of homogenous, perfect cute couples who must never disagree, must love the same things. I am never going to have that with someone, as far as I can see, purely because my tastes are eclectic to say…
At least you have a concrete idea of who you are. If you didn’t, it’d be as bad, if not worse. You may not have a personality that everyone is attracted to, but usually, the people who do have those personalities are dull and change constantly depending on whose company they’re currently keeping.
You’ll meet someone who compliments your personality perfectly. It just may take some time. :)
yerawizardharry / ohsusquehanna:
Open these two links one after another in a new tab. Don’t visit them, just listen.
do.it.
likespancakes:largerthanlifesize:breathewaitprayhope:
i want this on my blog forever
I tried to recreate his expression… Didn’t work..
CLICK IT
OMG
CLIIICK
hahahahahahahahaaayessssss
I am not a strong person. In fact, I’m probably the most breakable, the most fragile person I know.
The intensity with which I feel emotion for my friends is causing me physical pain. You know that feeling you get in the depth of your throat right before you cry? That’s a constant feeling for…
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I’ve been struggling with my mortality recently. Maybe struggling isn’t the right word, but I’m not sure what is. It hit me on Tuesday, laying in the hospital bed, after I found out how close I’d come to irreparable damage being done. A blood clot the length of my left leg, several clots in both lungs, and my body’s adverse reaction to the initial dose of blood thinners. No wonder I had 3 doctors on my case. And to think, I wanted to wait another day to see a doctor. Good thing I didn’t.
It’s not that I’m afraid to die; it’s that I’m afraid for those that would be left behind. Some would be forced to acknowledge death in a way they never have before. Please, don’t come to fear your own mortality that you avoid experiencing everything you ever wanted to. Others would be bombarded by regrets, what-if’s, and what-I-could-have-done-differently’s. Don’t waste your time with these thoughts. What’s done is done, and nothing can be changed now. Don’t let the thoughts of what could have been rid you of your peace of mind and cast shadow over your life. You’ve got to move on.
None of you know how strong you are; how capable you are of withstanding everything that life throws at you. You have no idea how much potential you have. I hope you come to realize it one day, but not this way.
I’m okay with dieing as long as I know no one will feel the need to give up.
It’ll be okay, because it has to be. Your world cannot end just because mine did.
I wish there was a way to tell this to everyone, without needlessly scaring them.
“Remember this…for the future,” I’d say.