holy shit, it's a fucking rainbow.

i like going on adventures and running around in animal masks and tall glasses of ginger ale and being a part of nutella circles that take place on grassy hills. i also wish i knew how to rollerbowl. new friends are fun! (+ last.fm + twitter + vimeo + flickr)

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May 10
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I ask you: is dullness a gift? Intelligence a curse?
— The Virgin Suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides (via hardlyinventive) (via iwantmybearsuit) (via atoms)
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#483

achoiceinthematter:

Someone who thinks my bed hair is adorable.
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The worst thing in the world is to try to sleep and not to.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via julie911) (via jessicachu) (via iwantmybearsuit) (via iguessthatscool)
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You’re the only girl I’ve seen for a long time that did actually look like something blooming.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night (via victoryblues) (via iguessthatscool)
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I had fun, but I didn’t really have anyone I particularly loved… And I still don’t, except for loving friends friends, but I mean I-I-I haven’t been in love with anyone in years and years. But I have a certain amount of faith that it’ll come.
— Edie Sedgwick (via aaronbruh) (via iguessthatscool)
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I would like to turn the whole world on, just for a moment.
— Edie Sedgwick (via aaronbruh) (via iguessthatscool)
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iguessthatscool:pretty-bird:

I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I’m sure that’s what you’ll call it. And it’s not because you’re unattainable. I love you. Very simple, very truly. You’re the epitome of every attribute and quality I’ve ever looked for in another person. I know you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you’d ever consider. But I had to say it. I can’t take this anymore. I can’t stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can’t look into your eyes without feeling that longing you only read about in thrashy romance novels. I can’t talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. I know this will probably queer our friendship - no pun intended - but I had to say it, because I’ve never felt this way before, and I like who I am because of it. And if bringing it to light means we can’t hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But I couldn’t allow another day to go by without getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look of your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. and I’ll accept that. But I know some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, that means you feel something too. All I ask is that you not dismiss that - at least for ten seconds - and try to dwell in it.

iguessthatscool:pretty-bird:

I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I’m sure that’s what you’ll call it. And it’s not because you’re unattainable. I love you. Very simple, very truly. You’re the epitome of every attribute and quality I’ve ever looked for in another person. I know you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you’d ever consider. But I had to say it. I can’t take this anymore. I can’t stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can’t look into your eyes without feeling that longing you only read about in thrashy romance novels. I can’t talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. I know this will probably queer our friendship - no pun intended - but I had to say it, because I’ve never felt this way before, and I like who I am because of it. And if bringing it to light means we can’t hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But I couldn’t allow another day to go by without getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look of your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. and I’ll accept that. But I know some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, that means you feel something too. All I ask is that you not dismiss that - at least for ten seconds - and try to dwell in it.
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Your heart just breaks, that’s all. But you can’t judge, or point fingers.
You just have to be lucky enough to find someone who appreciates you.
— Audrey Hepburn (via quotewhore) (via gatekeeper) (via notcrazyjustalittleunwell) (via amandoline)
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It’s hard to get through a day without acknowledging John’s hotness. He is hotness with a dash of cuteness, with a little dollop of foxiness.
— Steve Carell (via fuckyeahjohnkrasinski) (via hadouken) (via astronomie) (via merricat)