"Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen."
— Anne Lamott (via splitterherzen)
whys tumblr always so dead on sundays
no post on sundays
Vegas is my loveeeeee💞
Rest In Peace baby Josiah 😢 I’ll miss you 💔 you were always an angry faced little baby but you were adorable. I’m sorry you had such a short lived life, and died in sickness rather than health. At least you aren’t in pain anymore 😕 I love you so much little baby. 💜
Getting my hair colored in 2 days! 😁
Possible colors: purple, red, brown
I guess we’ll see :-)
He wants to sit in my lap 😍
"I’m used to it"
— The saddest thing you can hear someone say. (via softdean)
i get frustrated when i dont get a joke that has like 200k notes like what is it that 200,000 people understand that i dont
DEATH IS ON ITS WAY, HUMAN.
YOUR END SHALL BE PAINFUL
Assuming direct control.
Reblog this if you have ever attempted any of the following while you were alone:
-Using the force
-Going Super Saiyan
-Jutsu Hand Signs
-Spells from Harry Potter
-Breaking the 66 seals
-Turning into a green rage monster
-Being a synthesized voice program
-Getting a bunch of bitches to kneel
Bitch please I do these in public