For those rainy days.
And all that I loved, I loved alone.




There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful. John GreenThe Fault in Our Stars (via feellng)
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I tell her how isolated I feel and how lonely I am and hungry and tired and she says ‘oh.’ James Simon Kunen, The Strawberry Statement (1970)

(Source: larmoyante)

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beesmygod:

evitron:

google boob

fbi put your hands in the air

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askneppy:

multipack:

row row row your boat gently away from me

Merrily merrily merrily merrily please just fuckin leave

(Source: ihaveremade)

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  • baby: a....a
  • mom: airplane? :)
  • baby: *deep voice* aoba
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sirlightbulb:

finding out the heights of your internet friends is always the weirdest thing

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unbeliefs:

do you ever get sad bc you aren’t rich and famous

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We both look at the same stars, yet we see such different things. Stargazing  (via invisible-depression)

(Source: timid)

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