1. noun; a strong, innate desire to rove or travel about.

bootycaller:

who wants to give up on society and go live in a treehouse with me

confirmance:

The hardest thing about realizing you don’t love me, is that you spent so much time pretending that you did.

“Never lose sight of what means the most to you.”

– (via zeffwolf)

“I saw you and thought you were perfect and so I loved you. Then I saw that you were not perfect and I loved you even more.”

– Unknown (via vxco)

1. there is no shame in falling apart. break, cry, scream. when you’re done, let that be a lesson.

2. when they drunk text you saying they miss you, know that you do not have to text back.

3. sometimes confronting your thoughts is better than pushing them away, no matter now painful it might be.

4. sometimes you have to be alone to be put back together.

5. growing up isn’t about letting people go, it’s about learning why they came into your life and why they had to leave.

6. you do not owe anyone anything. you do not have an obligation to do anything. you make your own decisions whether people like them or not.

7. someone out there feels the same way you do.

– 7 reminders (via skinfilledthoughts)

gabite:

those cashiers that let you buy things when you’re missing a few cents deserve to live forever

stubbornjerk:

that’s the scariest way to hold a phone ever

relateforteens:

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divasdishblog:

"People are perfectly happy to see women as sex objects, but the actual biologic of our bodies is apparently gross and unmentionable."
- Our Bodies, Ourselves.

divasdishblog:

"People are perfectly happy to see women as sex objects, but the actual biologic of our bodies is apparently gross and unmentionable."

Our Bodies, Ourselves.

“You will lose someone you can’t live without,and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.”

Anne Lamott (via feellng)