real talk how often are you meant to change your bra

(via stability)

"toska [tohs-kah]"

(noun) A Russian word – “Vladmir Nabokov describes it best: ‘No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning. In particular cases it may be the desire for somebody or something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness. At the lowest level it grades into ennui, boredom.’” (via ancient-serpent)

(Source:, via urbancatfitters)

"I will not tell you our love story, because-like all real love stories-it will die with us,as it should."

John Green (via observando)

"So what? You tore the paper. Some herb spilled out. So what? There’s a twig poking through. It’s too tight and won’t hit. So what? What now? You roll. You try again. That’s what."

"So what? You failed your finals. You gained some weight. So what? You’re single again. You lost your job. So what? What now? You live. You try again. That’s what."

"in this land some of us fuck more than
we die but most of us die
better than we fuck"

Charles Bukowski (via observando)


getting drunk is just a way of stealing happiness from tomorrow

(Source: burntlashes, via stability)