Pablo Neruda, Sonnet XVII.

I love you without knowing how or when or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving.

bewbies:

in case nobody has told you today: you are hella bomb, hella cute, and anyone would be hella lucky to have you

420calum:

So at work yesterday we only had pink spoons to hand out for the frozen yogurt and every male asked if we had a different color spoon because they did not like pink and it’s femininity and lemme tell u that this proves boys are weak and a fuckjng pink spoon proved that

Be careful who you share your weaknesses with. Some people can’t wait for the opportunity to use them against you.
- (via psych-facts)

punkrcgers:

shout out to all the girls whose measurements do not match up with industry sizing ranges and want to cry every time they go shopping for jeans