Do you ever think about how your life does not seem to be turning out the way you once expected? Not in a bad way or anything. I’m not upset with how my life has turned out. There are some things I would change, but there’s a lot I’m really happy about and it wouldn’t have happened if I hadn’t made the choices I’ve made. It just kind of hits me sometimes that I’m not living the life I had once expected to live and I wonder what I would feel like if I was living that life. Would I be happier? Or would I just have a different set of problems?
So this is what happens when you’re friends with people on FaceBook who you haven’t seen in ages.
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All of a sudden two decades have passed and you still have not kissed anyone with tongue, or kissed anyone at all for that matter, or had a 3 AM conversation with someone who would rather look into your eyes for ten minutes straight than talk. You have never worn a lover’s sweater or “forgotten” it at home in your bedroom just so you would have an excuse to see them again. You have never even stood face-to-face with someone who makes your hands shake so hard it feels like they’re both having a separate anxiety attack.
This causes you much guilt and self-blame and sadness but above all, an overwhelming curiosity. Are you really that ugly, that unwanted, that uninteresting, that boring, that no one, absolutely no one, has ever looked at you like the only thing on earth?
The answer is no. The better answer is that someone out there, somewhere in the world, is “wondering what it’s like to meet someone like you,” and they have two decades worth of love stored in their veins like a shoot-‘em-up drug, and they’re just about ready to inject it into someone else’s bloodstream. All you have to do is roll up your sleeves and wait for it to happen.
At times you felt so lonely you could stand at the edge of a cliff with nothing beneath you but air and grass and a long, long way down, and you’d still feel emptier than that canyon itself. Maybe you even danced with yourself alone in your room a few times, arms outstretched around a ghost, pretending someone else’s hands were on your waist, someone else’s eyes boring into yours.
Or maybe you fell temporarily in love with strangers on public transportation, fell in love with anybody who so much as accidentally brushed your hand on the way past. For you, falling in love with dozens of people a day was a coping mechanism for not having anyone to love you in return. But people are not eggs and falling in love with a dozen of them does not mean your shell will remain uncracked. One day you’re going to hit the point where you’re so desperate for human contact that you’re going to snap in half and all your love will bleed out like egg yolk.
But someone out there is eating a bowl of Ramen noodles right now, or putting on slippers, or settling into bed. They are doing all the normal things that you’ve done in your own life. They are just like you. They have cellulite and extra fat in all the wrong places and goals and fears and doubts and bad handwriting.
The truth is that they are just like you, and being just like you, they’re looking for a lover too. They’re what you might call a soulmate.
They think they’re all alone in feeling the way they do, but you’re really both two halves of a whole.
And one day you’ll meet them, bump into them on the street, and your two halves will be put together, and you’ll make one. — Writings For Winter - For Twenty Year-Olds who have never been loved
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There is no designated time for anything in your life. You don’t have to have your first kiss at any certain time, you don’t have to get married in your 20′s and you don’t have to do anything just because other people think it’s best. In fact, you will be much better off if you just do what your heart says. The day you stop caring what other people think is the day their opinions don’t mean anything, because you’re not there to give them weight. — 10 Things I Wish I Could Have Told Myself 5 Years Ago (via thatkindofwoman)
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I am Lokitty, of Catgard, and I am burdened with glorious purrrpose.
This windowsill pleases me.
YOU GIVE UP THIS CATNIP DREAM! YOU COME HOME!
AND HE NEVER KNEW THAT HE WAS ADOPTED?!
I DO WHAT I WANT, THORGI!
wait a minute
this means Kevin is in heaven
with some knowledge of the angel tablet
KEVIN YOU BETTER FUCK METATRON UP
YES. Kevin Tran, you fight your way back through Heaven.
You and Bobby.
are ellen and jo in heaven cos i think they should get in on this
I’d just like to add that Pam should also be a part of this
VIVA LA REVOLUTION
Team Free Heaven!