• notbolin:

    if october to january isn’t your favorite time of the year you’re wrong

  • My wants are simple: a job that I like and a guy whom I love. - Emily Giffin, Something Borrowed (via simply-quotes)
  • ryanoreillys:

    a lady at the canucks store asked a guy standing by the kesler stuff if he needed help and he was like no thanks, I’m just mourning

  • what I said was
    I’ll miss you
    what I meant to say was
    I love you
    what I wanted to say was
    that I meant what I said
    and it’s funny
    how all those things I
    could have said
    flooded my head after we said goodbye
    and i should have told you
    I’d be willing to hold you
    until my flesh crumbles into bone - Shane Koyczan (via rarararambles)
    blurp-merp-derp:

"she was eight years old our first day of grade three when she got called ugly we both got moved to the back of the class so we would stop get bombarded by spit balls but the school halls were a battleground where we found ourselves outnumbered day after wretched day we used to stay inside for recess because outside was worse outside we’d have to rehearse running away or learn to stay still like statues giving no clues that we were there in grade five they taped a sign to her desk that read beware of dog
to this day despite a loving husband she doesn’t think she’s beautiful because of a birthmark that takes up a little less than half of her face kids used to say she looks like a wrong answer that someone tried to erase but couldn’t quite get the job done and they’ll never understand that she’s raising two kids whose definition of beauty begins with the word mom because they see her heart before they see her skin that she’s only ever always been amazing”
    Be the weed growing through the cracks in the cement, beautiful- because it doesn’t know it’s not supposed to grow there. - Shane Koyczan (via studdedsensitivity)
    Yes, I miss you.
    When I’m not looking, the softest parts of me
    will issue restraining orders.
    Not the kind that define borders or boundaries;
    these are the kind that will keep me in place when I ask
    “please, call me when you get there.”
    Because every somewhere I go to,
    is just another place that reminds me I miss you. - Shane Koyczan ‘Promise’  (via chookyla)