i miss running. and more than just the simplicity of its movement, i miss the running culture. i miss my alarm going off at 6 am, all my sleepiness left in the dust after the first mile. i miss pasta dinners with the team. i miss my watch tan. i miss the nods of solidarity i shared with fellow runners pounding the pavement before the heat of the day caught up to us. i miss foam rolling and even ice bathing. i miss tempo runs and ladder workouts and that satisfaction i felt at the end of the week adding up my mileage and quantifying the work i had put in. i miss the hard, slow runs and i miss the easy, fluid ones and all other runs in between. i miss having to pee on the start line. 

i miss running. 

yes! thats a bear kiss

VERY pure

*starts paper the night before its due* *puts a date from several days ago to imply to teachers that i am a diligent student who knows how to manage my time wisely*

Fear can wreck your future. There is a difference between being careful and patient and wise rather than being fearful and anxious and hesitant. We must exercise the former.

just a sleepy girl with a really busy schedule

the treat yo self scene in parks n rec is the worst thing that ever happened to my self control

why am I SO worried about someone not wanting me???? Like that has nothing to do with me I’m gonna continue levelling up and if your sorry ass doesn’t want me, cool!!!!! I want me!!!!!! Let’s fuckin go, self!!!!!!!

me comforting a friend:

tough guy

Incredible. Share if you love Grease!

i H A T E how “let’s watch a movie” has become a euphemism for sex like… if we have a thing and i invite you over to watch a movie sometimes i rlly wanna show you it? you haven’t seen david fincher’s academy award winning film “the social network”? come over and watch it! dnt touch my boob… you will miss important plot details…

small boob privilege is so real like…. bralettes… underboob tattoos… going braless?? not looking hyper sexual at all times ???? running comfortably? i could go on