I’ll probably be back, I don’t know.
I’m just kinda bored with it.
I have no motivation to post things.
But we’ll see what happens.
"Live every week like it's Shark Week." -
This article sums up why I fucking LOVE shark week.
I’m aching to hear your voice tell me everything will be okay.

You know what? I’m actually just desperate to hear your voice tell me anything. Please talk to me again, like we used to. I miss you.
Just saw Inception for the second time tonight. It blew my mind. Again. I’m pretty much a fan of anything Christopher Nolan makes. He always loves to fuck with your mind. And there’s just way too many movies out there that are just feeding stupid, seriously bring on the thought-provoking films! Give those films some financial backing instead of cashing in on sequels and remakes. We need more originality. Stupid only sells because we let it. Wow, haha. Did not mean to go in this direction at all. I really just wanted to say Inception is a must-see. So do yourself a favor and view it asap!
You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling. — Eames (Inception)
I don’t hate life, but I don’t love it anymore either.

I used to think the phrase “exorcise your demons” was “exercise your demons.” Like, every once in awhile you just need to take them out for a little stroll in the park.
My atoms and chemicals could’ve been made anywhere in the universe, but they were made here, near you. Near yours.
(via I Wrote This For You)
Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world,and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too. — Lemony Snicket (via sunflower-2011)
Somedays I think the sun shines out your ass, other days I just think you’re a selfish, shady prick.

I miss you missing me.

It’s a cycle. You smile at me. You text me. You flirt with me. You make me fall for you again in a matter of days. Then, you’re gone. You act like an ass to me. You won’t talk to me, answer my texts, or even look me in the eyes. So I give up. I move on. Or so I think, until that cycle happens all over again. — standstill_lookprettyy