(Source: alecziscute, via cafalexis)
“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish it’s source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
— Anais Nin (via 24ribs)
(Source: kari-shma, via thetaelizabeth)
jim halpert you’re doing weird things to me
Im seriously watching this woman in the elementary baseball field with her dog. My life is over I’m now a peeping Tom.
I really need to get my shit together and stop being so stupid.
Me too :/
holler
I really envy the cute purple haired girl who rollerblades and bikes around with her dog constantly. I bet thats one happy bitch.
