November 10, 2009
November 9, 2009
November 9, 2009
November 9, 2009
November 9, 2009
November 9, 2009
fuckyeahbabyanimals:

This pup suffers from some identity problems.
(credit unknown)

fuckyeahbabyanimals:

This pup suffers from some identity problems.

(credit unknown)

November 9, 2009
wolphcubz:

vanessayvonne:

omg, can I have you? :3

wolphcubz:

vanessayvonne:

omg, can I have you? :3

November 9, 2009
I’m scared that I will undoubtedly fuck up anything that is good in my life. I’ll fuck it up partly because I am never satisfied and nothing is ever good enough for me, and partly, or rather: I’m never satisfied because I am so scared of getting fucked and not having control over getting fucked, that I would rather fuck it up myself. I’d rather ruin something myself, than take the chance of losing control over it.

Gabe Saporta (via rachelftw)

This is so disgustingly true for me.

(via intelligentlyscrewed)

(via dearsadie) (via frayedends)

November 9, 2009
You can’t look to define things as good or bad. Things are what they are. And someone who was your friend may change and that doesn’t make him good or bad. It just is. And you must accept. You can’t categorize. And just because someone has an ideal, and then acts in contrast to that, doesn’t mean they don’t believe in their ideals. Doesn’t make the bad. Just human. The human experience is just a series of disappointments. The beauty in our existence doesn’t come from the satisfaction of the times when you are happy, but rather from the ability to be firm and find inner strength in the times you are let down.
That’s freedom
Gabe Saporta. This was part of his reply to some stupid email I sent just to rant, when about fifty things went wrong all at once. I didn’t think he would reply. He did. (via rachelftw) (via intelligentlyscrewed) (via frayedends)
November 9, 2009
November 9, 2009