The older you get the more you will realize that your friends are people who have made mistakes and bad decisions and even just fucked up and hurt people.

And obviously your boundaries with your friends are completely up to you but you do need to recognize that if you cut off everyone who has done something wrong, you’re going to end up with no friends (and you yourself will have also fucked up in your life, and not lived up to those impossible standards either).

I’ve found it’s much more constructive to learn how to say “hey dude, that was massively fucked up of you,” because most people are really willing to say “yeah, it was, I need to work on it/not do it again/apologize and make things right” ESPECIALLY if they are hearing it from you as their friend.

Sometimes the kindest thing you can do for another person is to tell them that they’ve done something wrong, help them fix it, and stay their friend because it’s what we would want from them if we did something wrong.

carrie (1976)

FEMININE HYGIENE TIP: replace the time you spend in the shower shaving with using the showerhead to masturbate. hope this helps.

To Look, and To Be Looked At

Just a Girl, No Doubt/ Portrait of a Lady on Fire, Celine Sciamma/ Ways of Seeing, John Berger/ Moonrise Kingdom, Wes Anderson/ Words by Agnes Varda/ 20th Century Women, Mike Mills/ Don’t Worry About The Government (Or Pickle Sandwiches), Robin Carter/ The French Dispatch, Wes Anderson

—CHEMTRAILS OVER THE COUNTRY CLUB, lana del rey

sixteen- the age of wilderness and lost fantasies,

maybe of a long lived daydream 

or maybe of cascading waterfalls,

maybe breathing the life you wanted

or maybe living for the hope of it all.

its the phase where you will lose your blood and tears

over people and things you will grow out of

and you will be shred into pieces 

but honey i promise 

you will still glisten like a mirrorball hanging from the ceiling.

the waves of understanding will come to you rushing,

it will be foreign how you never crossed a perspective like this

but there's a good probability 

that there will be a repeat in the history.

a chance that you will watch as bridges burn

you will witness how you never learn 

you will break and fall and rearrange your priorities.

best of it will be when you bleed your knees

just for the blazing dream that you have sworn to achieve,

and gusts of worst will obstruct your path definitely.

people who once were yours might come back to your life,

people you swore would never leave might vacant their place by your side,

people you wanted to run away from might hold you on a leash,

and while you struggle to escape they might just mock at your unrealistic wish.

you might remove the knives on your back and wipe your wounds clean

but there's no promise that they wouldn't bleed at the slightest plot twist in your story

the fear,the anxiety,the breaking down might haunt you all over again

you might stumble on your feet over the grounds you knew would stand still

and you might suddenly be grabbed in some hurricane 

finding no sense of the mess you are in

cause everything will haunt you a little better at sixteen.

if you live like that, you live with ghosts x

the writers are literally making jokes about greg being useless and unnecessary and yet they keep writing him into scenes instead of just killing him offscreen

holy trinity

eye contact with someone you find attractive is so ungodly like you have no idea what you've done to me you bastard

i love constantly evolving into a cooler version of myself

btw by cooler i don’t mean like. trendier or more conventionally attractive but a version of myself that feels more like an honest representation of myself and all the layers of myself that are shifting as i grow and learn more about myself and the world …. (which makes me hotter.)

I dont think you guys understand but i was made to be on earth and listen to taylor swift. Putting all of taylor swift's albums on replay is literally my life's purpose.