Is the key to life, learning how to give a shit, or not to give a fuck at all.
There’s so much misery, but also joy all happening at the same time. So much conflict. Is that part of what makes life beautiful?
Aesop (via psych-facts)
oh my GOD THIS IS PROBABLY THE CUTEST THING I’VE EVER SEEN ON TUMBLR EVER
- Here We Are, Reflections of a God Gone Mad (2nd edition)
we’ve all got that weird pretty big secret that we don’t really hide but like we don’t flaunt it like “My brother died of cancer” or “I’m gay” or “I tried to kill myself last year” or anything really and when you find out somebody’s big plot twist you know you’re in this friendship for the long run