The misguided adventures of a fresh adult.

 

Nostalgia is a
dirty liar
that insists things
were better
than they seemed.

Michelle K., I Can’t Stop Questioning It. (via taiheiyo)

And at the end of the day we’re all chasing the same thing. We all end up in this same room for a reason. We’re part of something. We’re part of something that’s bigger than any single one of us. And it doesn’t stop when we get off stage, it doesn’t stop when we go home.

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geometricdeathtrap:

worthyourweightinfanfiction:

rachellephant:

tips to write college papers 

  • begin with “buckle your seatbelts, motherfuckers, because in eight short pages i am going to learn u a thing that i only learned myself about two hours ago, so sit down, shut up, and enjoy the experience of my 4-am-redbull-induced-self-hatred-fuelled-writing-extravaganza”
  • erase when finished with the paper

BUT THIS ACTUALLY WORKS

MAKE SURE YOU ERASE IT THOUGH

I didn’t know I was looking for anything until I saw you.

Sylvia Day, Reflected in You (via adventuringsoul)

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