Renee Rogowski!

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things life is too short for:
- hating yourself
- pretending to laugh at “jokes” that are actually just bigoted statements
- not singing along to your favorite songs
- waiting hours to text someone back just to look cool
- bad coffee
- bad books
- mean people
- body shaming
- letting other people dictate your life

(via banana-soul)

Next time you long to be sick again, remember it was more than just bones and rib cages. You weren’t strong or fragile. You weren’t more beautiful than you are now. There was nothing beautiful about it. You weren’t well.
On wanting to relapse (via blackbirdheart)

(via theartofcrashingwaves)

blackrosekz13whovian:

apsarcasm:

sherlocksmyth:

Deflate when writing prose; inflate when writing essays for school.

Procrastinating on finding ways to add one page to my essay to get the page requirement! Thank you so much.

(via oldschoolteddybear)

im-bruised:

I hate it when you stop being friends with someone or you break up with someone cause you’ve got all this information about them like at the back of your mind like their birthday or their favorite game or whatever, and even years later things will come up and you’ll think about that person and its like. Oh. and it never really stops

this is so painful

(via oldschoolteddybear)

steinbecks:

  • don’t like me
  • liked me at one point, but don’t like me anymore
  • hate what i post
  • hate what i have to say about xyz topic
  • find me annoying
  • don’t have anything in common with me anymore, and are bored by the things i post
  • feel obligated by whatever personal reason you may have to keep following me, even if literally any of those above things apply

this applies to mutuals as well. your dash should be your happy place, so no hard feelings and i wish you the best in life

(via oldschoolteddybear)

apocalypsex:

im laughing so hard this is genius 

(via oldschoolteddybear)

shouldnt:

We’ve officially reached that annoying time of year where it’s sweater weather in the morning, but by midday you die from a heatstroke.

(via oldschoolteddybear)

  • me about girls: wow!! wow