you don’t realise how much tumblr has changed your view on things until you spend time with friends who don’t have tumblr and they say something and you’re just like
"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
— Martin Luther King Jr. (via hqlines
"Lately I’ve been thinking about who I want to love, and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, and what I need to learn to love that way, and who I need to become to become the kind of love I want to be…and when I break it all down, when I whittle it into a single breath, it essentially comes out like this: Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe."
— Andrea Gibson (via theunquotables
"Call your mother. Tell her you love her. Remember you’re the only person who knows what her heart sounds like from the inside."
— wow this made me sad. (via bl-ossomed
(Source: pobredreamer, via s-undayevenings)
"Anxiety’s like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do, but it doesn’t get you very far."
— Jodi Picoult, Sing You Home
I just want a boy who smells nice, has pretty eyes, has a good taste in music and owns heaps of band shirts to fall in love with me