no offense but you’re really cute and I wouldn’t mind kissing you for a while
(Source: karli456, via otakuwarfare)
"I want to be with you,
it is as simple,
and as complicated as that."
— Charles Bukowski (via ephe)
Jesus.. This hits home.
Grab her booty in front of dudes who want her.
Grab her booty in front of women who want you.
(Source: grebnesieh, via she-fell-asleep-at-the-helm)
*points to ur lap* is this seat taken
I AM SUDDENLY VERY SAD AT THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE REBLOGGING THAT DEPRESSION POST
THIS CALLS FOR BUNNY BUNS
SEVERAL OF THEM
BUNS TO THE RESCUE
LOOK AT THAT FLOOF
LOOK HES CALLING FOR CARROTS
AND THIS ONE KNOWS HES FABULOUS
I FEEL BETTER NOW BYE
"To have great pain is to have certainty; to hear that another person has pain is to have doubt. (The doubt of other persons, here as elsewhere, amplifies the suffering of those already in pain.) … The rarity with which physical pain is represented in literature is most striking when seen within the framing fact of how consistently art confers visibility on other forms of distress (the thoughts of Hamlet, the tragedy of Lear, the heartache of Woolf’s “merest schoolgirl”). Psychological suffering, though often difficult for any one person to express DOES have referential content, IS susceptible to verbal objectification, and is so habitually depicted in art that, as Thomas Mann’s Settembrini reminds us, there is virtually no piece of literature that is NOT about suffering."
— The Body in Pain by Elaine Scarry. (Been thinking a lot lately about the experiences—physical pain being one, but I think there are others—that are rendered invisible by the inability of language to describe them referentially, or else the dominant culture’s inability to hear the voices that are describing them.)