Today on “Hozier’s Likes”: I guess Hozier prefers Starbucks over church.
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Today on “Hozier’s Likes”: I guess Hozier prefers Starbucks over church.
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moss covered boots, bedfordale
You ruin your life by choosing the wrong person. What is it with our need to fast-track relationships? Why are we so enamored with the idea of first becoming somebody’s rather than somebodies? Trust me when I say that a love bred out of convenience, a love that blossoms from the need to sleep beside someone, a love that caters to our need for attention rather than passion, is a love that will not inspire you at 6am when you roll over and embrace it. Strive to discover foundational love, the kind of relationship that motivates you to be a better man or woman, the kind of intimacy that is rare rather than right there. “But I don’t want to be alone,” we often exclaim. Be alone. Eat alone, take yourself on dates, sleep alone. In the midst of this you will learn about yourself. You will grow, you will figure out what inspires you, you will curate your own dreams, your own beliefs, your own stunning clarity, and when you do meet the person who makes your cells dance, you will be sure of it, because you are sure of yourself. Wait for it. Please, I urge you to wait for it, to fight for it, to make an effort for it if you have already found it, because it is the most beautiful thing your heart will experience.
2x05 “Smell Ya Later” // 2x07 “Wide Awake”
stickers I keep seeing on campus
queer eye (1x02): saving sasquatch
making food for someone/sharing food with someone is literally the definition of love
“Oh God, I fancy a priest.”
Imagine the person I would be if I had never seen vampire baseball set to Supermassive Black Hole back in 2008
sharp objects by sufjan stevens
Dick Bruna, kleine pluis [p. 19], 2003
also not enough people appreciate my shirt
i fucking love welcome to night vale’s early episodes cecil’s crush on carlos is fucking incredible
“"uh-huh,” i said, trying to sound like someone with a NORMAL pulse whose palms were NOT sweating,“
listening to cecil talk about carlos like “we have a date! its just coffee but…maybe more? maybe lots more!” is so fucking HEALING knowing they literally get straight up married
Vincent Van Gogh, View of Arles with Irises, 1889