sweet disposition.
From 18 to 22 you meet a lot of temporary people.
(via chynapink)

This shit is so true

(via lordflacko91)
so-personal:

everything personal

so-personal:

everything personal

narcotic:

i do not care about highschool or getting involved or making memories i want to pass my classes and get the fuck out

If someone isn’t what others want them to be, the others become angry. Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own.
Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist (via kushandwizdom)
Ideally, what should be said to every child, repeatedly, throughout his or her school life is something like this: ‘You are in the process of being indoctrinated. We have not yet evolved a system of education that is not a system of indoctrination. We are sorry, but it is the best we can do. What you are being taught here is an amalgam of current prejudice and the choices of this particular culture. The slightest look at history will show how impermanent these must be. You are being taught by people who have been able to accommodate themselves to a regime of thought laid down by their predecessors. It is a self-perpetuating system. Those of you who are more robust and individual than others will be encouraged to leave and find ways of educating yourself — educating your own judgements. Those that stay must remember, always, and all the time, that they are being moulded and patterned to fit into the narrow and particular needs of this particular society.
Doris Lessing, The Golden Notebook (via kushandwizdom)
Come lay with me. I wanna talk about nothing with someone that means something.
(via fuckingz)

I need to stop
being in love
with the ideas of
what could have been.

We could have
slowly inched closer
and held each other
a little tighter.
We could have
laughed a little harder
and fallen in love
some more.

There are so many things
that could have happened,
but did not.
We almost were.
We almost were.
And we almost happened,
cupid almost won.
But he didn’t.
And we didn’t,
either.

We could have
lasted too,
oh darling,
I’m sure we could have.
We were almost there.

A Story A Day #236 by M.D.L

(via mingdliu)
diariesofayoungfavorite:

The kinda shit that melts my heart.

diariesofayoungfavorite:

The kinda shit that melts my heart.

kushandwizdom:

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