Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it’s too late. Say what you’re feeling. Waiting is a mistake.
What I feel for you—it beats words. It beats worlds. I promise.

johnrulestheworld:

hickeys are beautiful because they are the only time a bruise results from love and affection rather than harm

There is nothing prettier than a city at 5 AM with its empty streets and cold wind

cradily:

why are people who only speak english so arrogant towards other languages as if the word colonel is something to be proud of

shadicasper:

#BreakingStereotypes

As humans, we waste the shit out of our words. It’s sad. We use words like “awesome” and “wonderful” like they’re candy. It was awesome? Really? It inspired awe? It was wonderful? Are you serious? It was full of wonder? You use the word “amazing” to describe a goddamn sandwich at Wendy’s. What’s going to happen on your wedding day, or when your first child is born? How will you describe it? You already wasted “amazing” on a fucking sandwich.

captn-bucky:

bellecosby:

I wonder how many stranger’s stories we make it into? You know, maybe someone saw you in passing and told their friends about how pretty the girl in the lavender sweater was. Or maybe they overheard you say a joke and repeated it to their friend, confessing that they heard it from some guy at the store. 

I think about this all the time

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