if you can explain to your children that an immortal man in a red suit who lives in the north pole travels around the entire world on one night every year on a sleigh carried by magical flying deer i think itll be easy enough to tell them two people are in love
“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.”—Elisabeth Kübler-Ross (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
YO LISTEN UP IF A GIRL FEELS PRETTY NO MATTER WHAT SHES WEARING YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP OKAY THEY DESERVE THAT MOMENT OKAY LEAVE THEM BE LET THEM FEEL PRETTY DONT MAKE ANY COMMENTS REGARDING WEIGHT OR HOW CLOTHED OR UNCLOTHED THEY LOOK OKAY JUST SHHHH
“When men say that they “love to see the woman underneath the makeup,” they’re not saying they want to see your leg stubble and greasy bangs—they’re saying they want you to be better at hiding your maintenance routine. Because the maintenance spoils the fantasy.”—Lindy West (via fourstorytantrum)
When your girlfriend gets into the shower on cold winter mornings, put a clean towel in the dryer. When you hear the water turn off, grab the towel from the dryer and bring it to her. She’ll smile. Guaranteed.
Little things, you guys. Little things.
karlie is a genius
If my boyfriend did that I’d suck his dick so hard he’d swallow his eyeballs.
I honestly think that crying over a book is one of the most prominent sign of compassion for humanity. You’re crying over someone who isn’t really there, doesn’t really exist, but you still feel for them as if you have known them your entire life.
I love how people have turned the idea of not being a racist, ableist, sexist, trans*phobic, queerphobic fucknut into the phrase “political correctness”.
Because it’s much easier to say “I don’t like all this PC stuff” than it is to say “I actually like my position at the top of the hierarchy and though I know that I’m only here because many people suffer every day, I don’t plan on changing it, because this is waaaay too comfortable.”
#Additionally she was so kooky and crazy, but only the adorable, functioning in life kind, where she built little paper ships and put them on her head #not the extreme-ocd-i-am-unable-to-leave-the-house or i-have-panic-attacks-and-it-feels-like-i-am-dying way.
#She could say <3 out loud #with perfect pronunciation and though not every guy melted #that one loner guy who played by his own rules who had built a tower of ice around his soul was warmed by her quirky campiness.
“I’m just dying to say, ‘Hey, do you ever feel like jumping off a bridge?’ or ‘Do you feel an emptiness inside your chest at night that is going to swallow you?’ But you can’t say that at a cocktail party.”—Paul Gilmartin, The Mental Illness Happy Hour (via larmoyante)