dont care

hey im dajana.

colfersaurusrex:

I couldn’t care less about your religion or sexual orientation or race or whether you’re a virgin or have slept with 400 people or have done time in jail

but the moment you eat my leftovers without asking that’s when i decide you’re a terrible person

(Source: rexuality, via orgasm)

guy:

tell someone to look and they’ll ignore you. but tell someone not to look and they’ll turn their head faster than it takes a straight white boy to ask for nudes during 21 questions

(via lovehatebirth)

phanphanphan:

part of me wants to do really well in school and get an amazing job and the other part of me just wants to lie on the floor and do nothing ever because i’m gonna die in the end anyway

(via lovehatebirth)

excavationed:

I want to meet someone who makes me feel the way music does

(Source: eliptix, via lovehatebirth)

(via the-psycho-cutie)

(Source: williamchapmanwritings, via biebersnickers)

Everything I’ve never done, I want to do with you.

Rachel C. Lewis, Tell The People You Love That You Love Them  (via beatboxgoesthump)

(via biebersnickers)

I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible.

Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.

Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.

But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.

And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.

We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.

We never know when the bus is coming.

uninha6ited:

fuckinq:

rollingstomes:

bored of being bored

tired of being tired

Sick of being sick

(via fuckinq)

fuckinq:

fuxit:

The tears are flowin’ like a mother fucker

why am i smiling

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