I think i'm the spiritual child of a satan and an angel!
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jasoniaistheway:

humans-of-pdx:

"I don’t really like people, but it’s difficult to get comfortable with loneliness. I mean, I’ve tried to have friends, but it never works out. And I’m tired of going out alone. I’m ok staying in at my place. It smells good when I burn incense and I have a lot of records and I can just play video games.” The bus she was waiting for arrived. “Do you need to go?” "It’s ok. Another one will come in ten minutes… But then, you know, sometimes I just want a partner— a relationship. It would be nice to share this part of my life with someone. I’ve been single for years, and you know, there are people I could call if I wanted to. But people always end up saying things that rub me the wrong way, or if I open up to them, suddenly they want me to be their best friend, and I don’t want people to have expectations of me. I don’t want to waste anyone else’s time if I’m not interested in being close to them." Another bus came and went while she told me about the loneliness, wiping tears from her eyes. Then another. “I’m sorry, I’ve talked too long.” "It’s really ok. Sometimes we just need to connect." "Yeah, I forget that sometimes."


I feels her.

jasoniaistheway:

humans-of-pdx:


"I don’t really like people, but it’s difficult to get comfortable with loneliness. I mean, I’ve tried to have friends, but it never works out. And I’m tired of going out alone. I’m ok staying in at my place. It smells good when I burn incense and I have a lot of records and I can just play video games.” 

The bus she was waiting for arrived. “Do you need to go?” 

"It’s ok. Another one will come in ten minutes… But then, you know, sometimes I just want a partner— a relationship. It would be nice to share this part of my life with someone. I’ve been single for years, and you know, there are people I could call if I wanted to. But people always end up saying things that rub me the wrong way, or if I open up to them, suddenly they want me to be their best friend, and I don’t want people to have expectations of me. I don’t want to waste anyone else’s time if I’m not interested in being close to them." 

Another bus came and went while she told me about the loneliness, wiping tears from her eyes. Then another. “I’m sorry, I’ve talked too long.” 

"It’s really ok. Sometimes we just need to connect." 

"Yeah, I forget that sometimes."

I feels her.

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thechirurgeonsapprentice:

"Asleep" by Peter Schipperhyn. Currently located in Mt Macedon Cemetery, Mt Macedon, Victoria.

thechirurgeonsapprentice:

"Asleep" by Peter Schipperhyn. Currently located in Mt Macedon Cemetery, Mt Macedon, Victoria.

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forestferncreations:

cap-ulet:

let’s take a moment to appreciate my boyfriends house and this magical room I can’t even

holy mother of gods

forestferncreations:

cap-ulet:

let’s take a moment to appreciate my boyfriends house and this magical room I can’t even

holy mother of gods
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sadanote:

好きで憧れる気持ちってすごい!自分の一番の活力かもしれない。
2014/03/31

sadanote:

好きで憧れる気持ちってすごい!自分の一番の活力かもしれない。

2014/03/31

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manningrachel:

ladyhistory:

thedalekzhavetheimpala:

why

I have been laughing for like 10 minutes

Need to bury a clone and save your research paper?

Like, buy a shovel flashdrive.

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rokkakudaiheights:

Original comic here.

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jesusleto:

i’ve been waiting for this moment for the entire duration of having this url

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I’m trying to distract myself but i’m really worried for her.. I miss her
I really do.
I hope she texts me back. There’s something going on and i have no idea whats happening to her all i hope and pray for that she will get through it and i’m here for her whenever she decides that she wants to talk. I’m here.

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my kind of guy

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phiife:

dopematters:

Black Queen Work by Sara Golish

Glory

phiife:

dopematters:

Black Queen
Work by Sara Golish

Glory

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nbcnews:

Colombian novelist Gabriel Garcia Marquez dies at 87
(Photo: Edgard Garrido / Reuters)
Gabriel Garcia Marquez, the Nobel laureate whose novels and short stories exposed tens of millions of readers to Latin America’s passion, superstition, violence and inequality, died at home in Mexico City around midday, according to people close to his family. He was 87.
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nbcnews:

Colombian novelist Gabriel Garcia Marquez dies at 87

(Photo: Edgard Garrido / Reuters)

Gabriel Garcia Marquez, the Nobel laureate whose novels and short stories exposed tens of millions of readers to Latin America’s passion, superstition, violence and inequality, died at home in Mexico City around midday, according to people close to his family. He was 87.

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