i just want a pretty face and nice clothes



You don’t pass or fail at being a person, dear. —Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane (via roarofthemanticore)


I’m genuinely terrified that I won’t ever meet someone who likes me and wants to be with me and I’ll just be on my own forever. That shit scares me so much.

person: i can spend all day on the internet
me: do you have a tumblr?
person: no
me: i don't understand


Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?

13 things my uncle told me before he died:
not everyone has the blessing to understand sadness
when waiting at the bus stop, it’s okay to smoke cigarettes
never touch anyone else’s clothes at the laundromat
it’s okay to miss the people who were bullets to you
when your grandmother asks you how you are, be honest
never be afraid to say “no” even after you’ve said “yes”
if someone tells you graffiti isn’t art, prove them wrong
remember people by their eye color not their clothes
you’re allowed to like dark chocolate with tangerines
don’t lie that you don’t have a lighter when you really do
turn your phone off every once in a while and find the moon
if you want a tattoo, don’t let anyone tell you not to get it
if you ever find yourself at the graveyard, read the names —poems from my uncles grave (via stayholden-phonyboy)

Did they work?

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