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Mostly this blog is for sad stuff...actually, not anymore. I mean, there will be sad stuff but I'm going to try and be predominantly happy. I'll probably manage to fit a moan in a lot.
(Currently going through a sad phase, but hopefully I'll be back again soon.)
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I began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life. If you are interested in something, no matter what it is, go at it full speed ahead. Embrace it with both arms, hug it, love it and above all become passionate about it. Lukewarm is no good.

Roald Dahl   (via fuckinq)

Life fricking motto.

(via kyrafic)

Go to a coffee shop. Sit by the bar with the glass windows and look out. Look at all the people running to catch a train. All the girls with one too many shopping bags. All the couples too in love to care. Then you’ll see it - a bit of yourself in everyone. And somehow, sitting alone in a coffee shop had never felt so good.
- (via mined)
To get over one addiction, you have to become addicted to something else.
- (via ckgarden)

It’s been such a great day and although I’m happy and happier each day, when I take a moment to think about it I feel empty and like I’m waiting more than I ever was before.

via: burnedaholethroughmyheart


seriously jealousy is the worst emotion 

you’re not only really sad but you’re really annoyed and helpless at the same time

and you feel pathetic like you’re ruining people’s fun but don’t want to be left out so you just sit around quietly annoyed

Don’t become so good at hiding your problems that everyone believes you don’t have any. Accept vulnerability.
My parents warned me about the drugs in the streets but never the ones with hazel eyes and a heartbeat.
- “For him" series #2 (via unpoeticheartbreak)

I had a strange dream last night. Three actually because i woke up twice. They were all kind of set in a weird high school/uni environment. In one, I was trying to find my room in halls but everyone had started this party - everyone from my school though - and i was annoyed because nobody could tell me where my room was. Then in another there was a really good looking guy who was a chemist but was also a councillour but was also a tiger shapeshifter. So I told him all about my problems and stroked his back (in tiger form) and then we talked with him in human form and I think he asked me out just before I woke up. It was just really good right then for my subconscious or God or something reminding me that someone will like me one day again.

via: burnedaholethroughmyheart