Have You Ever Wished For An Endless Night? Have You Ever Held Your Breath And Asked Yourself Will It

Happy Birthday, Super Mario! 

The Boy I Love

I’m gonna tell you a little bit about the boy I love.

He’s the most stubborn guy on earth, he’s so stubborn he always asks me at least ten times what’s really wrong after I replied “nothing, I’m fine”.

He’s the clingiest guy in town, he’s so clingy he always texts me “I love you” every hour or so.

He’s the most possessive boy I know, he’s so possessive he won’t let anyone open up the door for me but himself.

He’s the cheapest man ever, he’s so cheap he won’t spend a cent on himself without spending two on me.

He’s the laziest guy ever, he’s so lazy he wakes up at noon every day after sleeping at 4am the last night talking to me.

He’s such as smug, he’s always saying how lucky he is to have me.

He’s the craziest human being on this planet, he’s so crazy he asked me to be his girl.

Me, planning how to make my Geography teacher miss class. 

but then again, if you tell them you want them to hug and tell you it's gonna be okay you're sort of pushing them away too...

I push people away on We Heart It.

Whether you’re a Liverpool supporter like me 

or you support Real Madrid, Bayern munich or Barcelona

I’m so sorry. We all lost someone who we thought would never ever leave and it hurts.

When a World Cup is round the corner you’ve always got something to aim for. But Bayern is my main priority at the moment.

Bastian Schweinsteiger (via iheartschweinsteiger)

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Riptide

Hearing the ocean’s riptide has to be the most calming thing there is. Each wave produces a completely different sound but somehow it has the same soothing rhythm.

Sometimes I wish my life was a bit more like the ocean’s riptide.

I wish there was more consistency in it, I wish it was had a predicable sound, I wish listening to it was relaxing.

But then it wouldn’t be life, now would it?

No, because life’s not about predictability or consistency. No, life’s about moving and adapting. But oh, God, how bad do I suck at moving and adapting. But if there’s non of it, then life’s boring and I suck at being bored more than I suck at moving and adapting. So, I must choose, I must settle for life. As weird as it may sound.

Because life is more like a riptide than I can imagine.

When you’re stroke by a wave and you get caught up inside the riptide there’s a moment when you don’t know which way is up and which way is down and what you must do is let yourself go and hope to be heading up.

That’s life.

It may not be soothing —because being inside the riptide is not what’s soothing, hearing the riptide is— but it sure as hell is entertaining.