If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet
(via freyjas)
GUYS
TODAY IS THE TENTH ANNIVERSARY OF The Lizzie McGuire Movie
Do you love life? Because THIS IS WHAT DREAMS ARE MADE OF
(via itseliberg33)
my english teacher: your essay isn't very well put together
me: my thoughts are stars i cannot fathom into constellations
When I was little I thought being an adult meant not having a bed time but I’ve come to realize that it just means being in charge of my own bed time and it turns out that I am not equipped to handle that responsibility.
(via deans-pudding)
you ever thought that maybe the reason girls say they’re fine when they’re not, or they’re not mad when they are, is because the second they show any semblance of emotion they’re written off as hysterical bitches that are probably on their period?
THE FUCKING DA VINCI CODE HAS BEEN CRACKED
Reblogging again, because this will never be irrelevant.
(Source: princesslilitu, via deans-pudding)
