wryer: PBS Remixes Bob Ross This made me so very happy
[[MORE]] THREE-POINT-FUCKING-FOUR MILES BABY. Ah, today I think was my best run in a while. I was so happy once I finished, though its not that much. In 40 minutes though. Usually I can only run about 2.5 miles in 40 minutes. I don’t know. I come on tumblr and I see posts that say: 6 mile run; pshh, easy. This is my first milestone that I’m really proud of though. ...
my sister: how does it feel to dedicate your life to a celebrity who is completely indifferent to your existence?
me: pretty fucking great actually thanks
I just do art because I’m ugly and there’s nothing else for me to do.– Andy Warhol (via wryer)
parent: why hasn't ____ been round lately? I thought you were friends
me: well they turned into a cunt
butt-inspector-kirby: beyoncebeytwice: do you ever get halfway through a movie before you realize you don’t know any of the characters’ names Dude I get halfway through a friendship without realizing I don’t know peoples’ names
Plot twist: Lionsgate casts whoever wins the gold medal in mens Olympic swimming as Finnick Odair.
syruppalin: its amazing how much you can do in a day if you dont wake up at 2
I wonder if I ever caught someones attention. Even if I was just walking among the crowd, I wonder if they wanted to get to know me or anything like that.
barbieandken: I think I fall a little in love with people when I catch them in small moments, when they think no one’s looking at them, when they absently twirl a strand of hair between their fingers, when they lick their thumb to turn a page in a book. There’s something beautiful about a person who is lost in a thought, or adjusting their shirt, or is scratching a phantom itch on their arm, or...
It’s beautiful when you find someone that is in love with your mind. Someone...– (via chaoswithinus)