do u ever just take a second and think about all the sweet old 40s pet names bucky called preserum steve i do i think about it a lot i think about bucky waking up and seeing steve’s face and just yammering on for hours about what a pretty gorgeous fella he is “oh gosh stevie how’d a guy like me get so lucky huh? look at those eyelashes, those lips, god what a doll, how’d a guy like me end up with such a perfect knockout fella like you” help m e im dr ownin g
daily reminder im fucking over extreme social justice bullshit
*goes to bed at 2am instead of 5am* wow, my life is so in order right now. i’m making such good decisions for myself and my body and my soul and im so in love with myself for doing this
The actual worst feeling is when your friends are like 100x more attractive than you and you have to watch guys flirt with them for an hour straight while you just sit there and try to either put yourself in the conversation or sink so deeply into the floor you suffocate.
when u tell a joke and no one else laughs but u
how do i say this without sounding desperate? (via dahlia—noir)
Why is the blame for romanticizing mental illness lodged at teenage girls documenting/trying to cope with their struggles with mental illness and not grown men who make movies about how medication is evil and schizophrenia is magic powers.
I’m just gonna reblog this every time I see it.
walking out of a bathroom with no hand dryers like
Our mental synchronization can have but one explanation.
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO NOTICED THIS?!?!?!