that feeling when you told someone about a book or a movie or an artist or a show and they tried to keep putting it off and putting it off and when they finally indulge in it they freaking love it and you’re like
(via rainbowkandy)
i pride myself on being able to read nc-17 pornography with a completely straight face in the middle of a crowded room, but you give me one cute line and my face starts spasming, not even SMILING, but like a tiny man is standing inside my mouth punching my cheeks with his tiny man hands.
(Source: scaredywolf, via lunafanning)
That internal struggle between wanting to grow your hair out and also wanting to chop it all off.
(via toudou)













