How do I know what I like? You just try things on, until you find something that feels like you. Like me? Yeah. Not Hopper. Not Mike. You.
Mr. Barnes has the floor.
You
so
fuckin
when
you
When you see a spider by your foot:
When water gets into your ear:
When your mom tells you to take out the trash:
When your hair gets in front of your face:
When you’re too tired to walk up the stairs:
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the meme, the myth, the legend
It would be so nice to be in an apartment right now with really big open windows and lots of bright light pouring in and and long curtains and the smell of rain floating through it
The Millennial generation is so broke we’re romanticizing decent housing.
guys… I don’t know if you know this but… if you wake up early… there’s so many more hours in the day
But what am I actually meant to do with these hours?
watch brooklyn nine-nine
omg could Voldemort have defeated Harry if he just said Accio Glasses, like the boy who lived aint got shit if he’s visually impaired
Michelle Obama
where’s his emmy?
this is unacceptable! give him a fucking emmy already!
When we get caught up in the minutiae, the details that make us all different, there’s two ways of seeing that. You can see the texture of that person, the qualities that make them unique, or you can go to war about it, say, ‘That person is different from me, I don’t like you, so let’s battle.’ My mother is an ordained minister, I’m a Muslim. She didn’t do backflips when I called her to tell her I converted 17 years ago. But I tell you now, we put things to the side, I’m able to see her, she’s able to see me, we love each other, the love has grown. That stuff is minutiae. It’s not that important.
it’s weird how you can actually feel it in your chest and stomach when something really hurts your feelings.
TARAJI P. HENSON, Y’ALL