Freddie Mercury Would Love Sharpay Evans And That’s A Fact.

give me the old-school love. write me letters. leave me random notes. kiss my hands. slow dance with me. write a poem. lie down with me on the grass. read to me.

The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1944–1947

i know the mortifying ordeal of being known is real for too many of us, but consider this: someone saw you once and loved your hairstyle. someone loves your laugh, how you scrunch your nose when you find something funny. your birthday could be an old friend’s password. that one song you recommended to your crush a couple summers back could still be their favorite. you are in other people’s birthday party photos. someone could’ve fallen in love with you on public transportation. our lives intertwine beautifully and you, dear human, are a little piece of other people’s fond, lovely memories. part of the ordeal of being known implies the ordeal of being loved. 

“One day it just clicks… You realise what is important and what isn’t, you learn to care less about what other people think of you and care more about what you think of yourself. You realise how far you have come and you remember thinking that things were such a mess they’d never recover and then you smile. You smile because you’re truly proud of the person you have fought to become.”

— Unknown

I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel.

Audrey Hepburn (via quotemadness)

i don’t want a job i want to read good books and drink good coffee and get kissed on the neck

what are some of your favourite quotes about growing up? also, orange is the best colour, undisputed.

Lorde, A NOTE FROM THE DESK OF A NEWBORN ADULT

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

Sandra Cisneros, Eleven

Kalyn Roseanne Livernois, High Wire Darlings

John Hughes, Ferris Bueller's Day Off

Storyboarding for Linked by Air

Mitch Welling, Gentle Earth

Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anais Nin

J. Courtney Sullivan

Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves

resenting yourself for where you aren’t won’t change where you are.

you can’t hate yourself into healing.

Maybe if I hadn’t been so afraid of rejection I could’ve shown you how much love I had in store.

k.b. // i missed my chance tho (via whendidmythoughtsgocrazy)