I just saw this and thought you tumblr people would appreciate it. They’re so cute together! I love how supportive she is at the end, too. This is better than any ‘my boyfriend does my make up’ videos I’ve ever seen.
Hey! Sorry for the absence everyone, I have very limited internet access right now, and i don’t really have time to keep up with tumblr right now. I did restart my blog though! Some of you will already know about that, but I don’t know if anyone saw that I restarted it yet. :) Check it out for updates on my life and general fun stuff! :)
My last night sleeping in my water bed that I’ve been sleeping in for the past 17 years, and I can’t even sleep.
“Nah, I gotta come wash my pick off. It got sticky for some reason”
—Things my brother has actually said, actually
“My father will hear about this … and hammer you !”
that awkward moment when…who’s Captain Kurk
He’s the captain of the starhip Unterprise
#stur truk #he also has a first officer named mr. spuck
The Sturshup Unterpruse - Captain Kurk, Mr. Spuck, and Lunurd McCuy.
DAMMIT JUM I’M A DUCTUR NOT A PHUSICUST.
Most people are not looking for provable truths. As you said, truth is often accompanied by intense pain, and almost no one is looking for painful truths. What people need is beautiful, comforting stories that make them feel as if their lives have some meaning. Which is where religion comes from.
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| — | Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via cutmeup-burnmedown) |
As if to build a fence around the fatal emptiness inside her, she had to create a sunny person that she became. But if you peeled away the ornamental egos that she had built, there was only an abbys of nothingness and the intense thirst that came with it. Though she tried to forget it, the nothingness would visit her periodically - on a lonely rainy afternoon, or at dawn when she woke up from a nightmare. What she needed at such times was to be held by someone, anyone.
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| — | Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via unfemme-es-unfemme) |
