Jul 25, 2014
Anonymous asked: I have had a huge crush on my cousin since i was 6. Our families dont interact but he lives in the house in front of ours so i get to see him often whenever i visit pakistan from the US. When i was 16 i was so curious and foolish that i created a fake fb account and added him so he wont know its me but i could get to know him. We talked for about 6months and then i deleted the account, feeling really guilty. Now, four years later, im 20 and he's 22. Right now he only knows me as that American

wow. that. is rough. 

but like have you tried just being friends with your cousin? idk it seems like it would be an appropriate course of action - you guys can get to know each other as your REAL selves and then if there’s any chance of getting together when the time is right, things will just fall into place. 

Jul 25, 2014
The fact is, I need God to help me love God. And if I need His help to love Him, a perfect being, I definitely need His help to love other, fault-filled humans.
F. Chan, Crazy Love (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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Jul 25, 2014

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Jul 24, 2014
Remember your words are your power, never forget your words.
Lang Leav  (via langleav)

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Jul 24, 2014

moment of silence for all the tragically thirsty Muslim girls that will flock to the theaters come Valentines 2015

Jul 24, 2014
Happiness consists in getting enough sleep. Just that, nothing more.
Robert A. Heinlein, Starship Troopers (via purplebuddhaproject)

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Jul 24, 2014

I think I actually had a mildly traumatic birth experience :(

Usually in retrospect women start thinking more fondly of their birth experiences but I’m having the opposite reaction. I’m getting nightmares now…

Jul 24, 2014
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning (via observando)
Jul 24, 2014

I just saw the second episode of Sailor Moon Crystal and these postpartum hormones make me a little wacky - Sailor Mercury’s transformation was so beautiful I STARTED CRYING

Jul 24, 2014

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