"My theory is that when it comes to important subjects, there are only two ways a person can answer. Which way they choose, tells you who that person is. For instance, there are only two kinds of people in the world, Beatles people and Elvis people. Now Beatles people can like Elvis and Elvis people can like the Beatles, but nobody likes them both equally. Somewhere you have to make a choice. And that choice, tells you who you are.” Mia Wallace, Pulp Fiction [deleted scene that was included in the special collector’s edition]
is it weird that I like The Beatles and Elvis Presley just as much
i hate how people use the word “partner” for gay people like no she’s my girlfriend we’re not fucking doing science projects together thank you bye
Tweets from bands/band members to remember if you’re feeling shitty
away this stomach ache, headache, heartache.
Grab her booty in front of dudes who want her.
Grab her booty in front of women who want you.
That second one means so much.
i feel like mr. brightside is one of those songs you’re gonna hear on the radio in the car 20 years from now after not hearing it in forever and your gonna just start sobbing bUT ITS JUST THE PRICE I PAY DESTINY IS CALLLLINGNG M E and your kids are gonna be like is she okay
having so many good text post ideas but not enough followers to make it matter
Carlos getting accidentally poked in the eye with a boner in college and henceforth refusing to preform oral sex without safety goggles to this very day
and Cecil’s weirdly into it?
They’re making out on the couch and Cecil’s like ‘do you have protection?’ and Carlos just straps on some safety goggles he was carrying with him for that purpose and Cecil’s just like ‘… okay.’
"This is our first date. We met on the bus."
"I said all the right things."
"Whatever, I talked to you first."
ppl seem to think that if u didnt know that u were trans as a kid ur just Fakin It and it’s like buddy when i was a little kid i thought i was a goddamn pterodactyl i didnt have time to ponder gender
You are my home because you are the place I choose to return to over and over again. The place that, even when painful, means the most. You are my home because you have made me who I am, whether or not you realized what you were doing. You are my home because you showed me the best kind of love there is.
You showed me real, genuine, love-you-so-much-it-hurts-and-changes-me-at-my-core love. It was a blissful combination of finally feeling alive mixed with the most painfully difficult challenge I never thought I’d have to deal with. I didn’t know I could ever feel so strongly that I’d end up there.
|—||Brianna Wiest (via avvfvl)|
We searched for each other
in the most unlikely places,
among the most unlikely people,
and when our paths finally crossed,
it was for reasons so entangled
in our daily bread,
and the usual trespasses
that we might not even have noticed,
except for that faint quiver of wonder
like a passing chill from the night air.
and the closest we’ve come to explaining why,
is because it was you,
and because it was I.
|—||Linda Goodman, “The Fish Meets the Water Bearer” (via avvfvl)|