Part II .


novacanebae:

do not try to tell me they didn’t channel the office for this video


22tops:

you & why

posted 1 hour ago via stubblyliam · © 22tops with 2,322 notes
#YES

sweetpeche:

reblog for easter



~


Anonymous asked: "What's your major in college?"

morosity:

stress

posted 1 day ago via metroplis · © morosity with 47,915 notes
#me

Track Title: Human

Artist: Cher Lloyd

Album: Human - Single


The red thread of fate is an East Asian belief originating from Chinese legend and is also used in Japanese legend. According to this myth, the gods tie an invisible red string around the ankles of those that are destined to meet each other in a certain situation or help each other in a certain way. Often, in Japanese culture, it is thought to be tied around the little finger.
The two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break.

The red thread of fate is an East Asian belief originating from Chinese legend and is also used in Japanese legend. According to this myth, the gods tie an invisible red string around the ankles of those that are destined to meet each other in a certain situation or help each other in a certain way. Often, in Japanese culture, it is thought to be tied around the little finger.

The two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break.



peelsofpoetry:

Here’s What Our Parents Never Taught Us
by Shinji Moon

Here’s what our parents never taught us:

You will stay up on your rooftop until sunlight peels away the husk of the moon,
chainsmoking cigarettes and reading Baudelaire, and
you will learn that you only ever want to fall in love with someone
who will stay up to watch the sun rise with you.

You will fall in love with train rides, and sooner or later you will
realize that nowhere seems like home anymore.

A woman will kiss you and you’ll think her lips are two petals
rubbing against your mouth.

You will not tell anyone that you liked it.
It’s okay.
It is beautiful to love humans in a world where love is a metaphor for lust.

You can leave if you want, with only your skin as a carry-on.

All you need is a twenty in your pocket and a bus ticket.
All you need is someone on the other end of the map, thinking about the supple
curves of your body, to guide you to a home that stretches out for miles
and miles on end.

You will lie to everyone you love.
They will love you anyways.

One day you’ll wake up and realize that you are too big for your own skin.

Molt.
Don’t be afraid.


bodyghost:

jazzaroune:

And for any of you having a bad day, here is my awesome dad.

I wish I knew more white dads



Track Title: Heartbeat

Artist: Childish Gambino

Album: Camp

stuartsometimes:

"what do you want to do after college?"
"ideally, dismantle the power structure of current society"