What if we all looked the way we wanted? Our ideal weight became reality, our worries about money washed away. Your love life is exactly the way you pictured it. Do you think we’d all be happier? Or would we just find new things to hate?
this post just fucked me up
'where is the pen i was using like 3 seconds ago' an autobiography i'll never write because i keep losing the pen i was using like 3 seconds ago.
i love how tumblr is like personally offended by 50 shades of grey
"We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another."
hello, 911? there was no peeta mellark in that goddamn trailer and i need an ambulance right now