“I’m just overwhelmed that people know who I am. I’m blown away and so honoured that people queue up and it means something to them to stop and say hello.” (x)
What was the last thing that made you cry? ”Sharon Rooney [as Rae] when she was burning herself in My Mad Fat Diary. I don’t cry at a lot of things but me, my mum and sister watched it on TV and we all cried.” — Nico Mirallego for ASOS May 2013
This causes you much guilt and self-blame and sadness but above all, an overwhelming curiosity. Are you really that ugly, that unwanted, that uninteresting, that boring, that no one, absolutely no one, has ever looked at you like the only thing on earth?
The answer is no. The better answer is that someone out there, somewhere in the world, is “wondering what it’s like to meet someone like you,” and they have two decades worth of love stored in their veins like a shoot-‘em-up drug, and they’re just about ready to inject it into someone else’s bloodstream. All you have to do is roll up your sleeves and wait for it to happen.
At times you felt so lonely you could stand at the edge of a cliff with nothing beneath you but air and grass and a long, long way down, and you’d still feel emptier than that canyon itself. Maybe you even danced with yourself alone in your room a few times, arms outstretched around a ghost, pretending someone else’s hands were on your waist, someone else’s eyes boring into yours.
Or maybe you fell temporarily in love with strangers on public transportation, fell in love with anybody who so much as accidentally brushed your hand on the way past. For you, falling in love with dozens of people a day was a coping mechanism for not having anyone to love you in return. But people are not eggs and falling in love with a dozen of them does not mean your shell will remain uncracked. One day you’re going to hit the point where you’re so desperate for human contact that you’re going to snap in half and all your love will bleed out like egg yolk.
But someone out there is eating a bowl of Ramen noodles right now, or putting on slippers, or settling into bed. They are doing all the normal things that you’ve done in your own life. They are just like you. They have cellulite and extra fat in all the wrong places and goals and fears and doubts and bad handwriting.
The truth is that they are just like you, and being just like you, they’re looking for a lover too. They’re what you might call a soulmate.
They think they’re all alone in feeling the way they do, but you’re really both two halves of a whole.
And one day you’ll meet them, bump into them on the street, and your two halves will be put together, and you’ll make one.
Avatar: The Last Airbender ‘The Four Nations’ engagement rings!
White lotus (transcending the boundaries of the four nations)
(made on gemvara.com by steel candy)
Oh my god.
I want the Fire Nation ring. Please. Someone. I want it.
CAN SOMEONE MARRY ME WITH ONE OF THESE OMG.
Done! only need money and the place to buy them tho
what? I just went allong with what you said, no harm done.
one of your heroes, Han Solo, realized he was going to be friendzoned by the girl he likes and ACCEPTED it and chose not to call her a bitch, even promising to not get in their way as a couple.
Sincerely, Be Like HanHan
I think it’s the first time I see gifsets of this scene with comments that focus on how Han Solo respects Leia’s feelings instead of incest jokes. Kudos to you, tumblr user jamesfactscalvin :)