The world is a little happier with you in it.
The world is a little brighter with you in it.
The world is a little sweeter with you in it.
The world is a little softer with you in it.
The world is a little bit more legendary with you in it
The world is a little more hopeful with you in it.
The world is a little safer with you in it.
The world is a little warmer with you in it.
The world is a little more beautiful with you in it
The world is a little more worthwhile with you in it.
The world is a little more lovely with you in it.
The world is a little more gentle with you in it
The world is a little more dreamy with you in it!
(via brooklynsancients)
Come to think of it i hardly ever look at someone and think they’re ugly? they just are what they are and i don’t think of anything further than that. at the end of the day what sticks with me are the impressions people leave, things like how much they smile/laugh/feel genuine to me. I’ve never really met someone ‘ugly’ in my life unless time proved their personalities otherwise.
(via ateraureus)
me: [at work, ringing up two parents and their toddler who’s sitting in the cart trying to get their attention]
toddler, quietly, waving hands around: [incomprehensible]
mom: what?
toddler, even quieter: [incomprehensible]
dad: you gotta speak up, bud
toddler, at full volume: FUCK.
(Source: anarchetypal, via turn-tech-goddess)
i love cats. this is a post about loving cats. i love ‘em. with their lil soft paws and loud purs and nuzzling. great.
(via chickenstab)
I talk to myself way too much like I’ll be pumping gas or in the grocery store, then I’ll be thinking about some dumb meme that was like “spare dick sir?” And say it out loud to myself and be like “that shit killed me” and i know seeing me from afar im giving crackhead energy probably
(via bakuraryxu)