On love, On Life

On love, On Life

Anonymous asked: Ugh. Why do you have to be so perfect? It's not fair. You're gorgeous and amazing and I'm just a potato. Uuuuuuuugh.


I’m not perfect. I’m over-bearing and opinionated, unorganized and easily overwhelmed. I like being the center of attention (social to a fault). I have spider veins and cellulite and a weird belly button, and I never shave my legs. Nobody’s perfect, no body is perfect. There is attractiveness, a very alluring attractiveness, in flaws and quirks and imperfections. There is beauty in being comfortable in your own skin, in knowing and accepting yourself and being vulnerable and comfortable enough to let people in. There’s beauty in being kind and open-minded. But there’s beauty in being shy and potato-like (whatever that means) too. There’s beauty in being creative, if that’s what calls to you. But there’s beauty in practicality too. Mostly just finding things that make you happy, bring you joy and make you comfortable—hone in on those things—and people will feel your happy, joyful, positive energy and appreciate it. They’ll appreciate you for being you. There’s beauty in you.

The caption is, packing for a two day vacation.
I have never seen a GIF more true, especially with mickey.

The caption is, packing for a two day vacation.

I have never seen a GIF more true, especially with mickey.

It’s funny when…

you are in a relationship and you start to notice the small things with other people. The way others smile at each other, how happy they are and you realize how great it is to have that feeling. To know exactly who are going to think of when you go to sleep and who you are going to think of when you first wake up in the morning. It’s a really nice feeling.


I don’t know exactly why it’s so funny but this makes me laugh until my stomach HURTS

oh my goodness. whoever put this on tumblr….I can’t even thank you enough.

(Source: fuks, via back-litmemories)

Don’t give up on people you love If they are doing their best.

As humans, we waste the shit out of our words. It’s sad. We use words like “awesome” and “wonderful” like they’re candy. It was awesome? Really? It inspired awe? It was wonderful? Are you serious? It was full of wonder? You use the word “amazing” to describe a goddamn sandwich at Wendy’s. What’s going to happen on your wedding day, or when your first child is born? How will you describe it? You already wasted “amazing” on a fucking sandwich.

Louis C.K. (via junglemusk)

(Source: marycwells, via back-litmemories)


On love, On Life The mind of Lauren Garner.