19. In college. I have an odd fascination with elephants. N.C.I.S., Supernatural, Dr. Who, Castle, Lizzie Bennet Diaries, are a few of my favorite things. As well as a books, I love books. And coffee and tea. I am unfortunately filled with quite a bit of hatred, just towards the world in general. I also have a bunch of deep seeded issues that I ignore until they surface and then you will see a couple of angsty posts. This is my mind, don't stay too long it might take its toll on you.
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I have so much respect for people who have the maturity and humility to admit that they were wrong about something. they’re a rarity. and that’s a shame cause admission to error is essential to growth


there are days I just get so sad for no reason it’s such a struggle to get out of bed and act normal and talk to people I wish I was joking


Raise your hand if you’re straddling the line between crippling anxiety and not giving any fucks about anything


If only I was given a dollar for every time I made myself look stupid in front of a cute person

(Source: slomps)


I actually think this was one of my favorite and most powerful scenes in the show. Kate Mulgrew do expertly portrayed the hurt we’ve all felt at one point or another when we were ostracized by people we wanted so desperately to be accepted by and the fact that this feeling knows no boundaries of age.

(Source: sergioxaguilera)


tall people: if we are walking together please take into consideration my tiny legs. i cant keep up with you. please think of my tiny legs i dont want to be jogging to keep up with your leisurely stroll you TITANS

(Source: internetqueers)


I imagine potential scenarios of tomorrow’s events before i fall asleep




If I’ve learned anything from video games, it is that when you meet enemies, it means that you’re going in the right direction.

that’s really inspiring

holy fucking shit

(Source: trickygod)

We don’t stop loving people just because we hate them, but we don’t stop hating them either.

One Last Thing Before I Go by Jonathan Tropper