(via imgTumble)wugs:
how did he know?
i just wanted to belong
shame………………………………..
“Ugh, why did I put in my contacts and then put on my glasses? I can’t read this post at all … Okay, that’s bett-WHAT DID YOU SAY?”
Cheers, fellow sluts
Sticks and stones.
what the fuck, you sluts didn’t invite me to the party?
I accept.
And proud.
fuck u got me
it’s the truth guys idk what the fuck i’m reading
God bless the men of tumblr.
The men of tumblr > everywhere else.
BLESS THIS POST
You literally make my day, Men of Tumblr
Haters gonna hate.
(Source: snakelet)
Kittens rescued by US Marines in Afghanistan
Yes this can absolutely be on my blog on Memorial Day.
soldiers with kittes
Cuties!
I think there’s a mutual understanding and appreciation between INFJs and INTPs because their judging functions complements each other so well, while their intuitions spark the necessary differences to keep the relationship interesting.
Any INTP looking for self-improvement will benefit from interacting with an INFJ, because they provide various insights to our inferior Fe in a way that, backed by their Ti, makes sense to us. Their Ni provides closure to our incessant mind of possibilities, which is great for our self-awareness. Sometimes I feel like they understand us better than ourselves. ENFJs also benefit us in a similar way, but I feel that sometimes the relationship can be too intense and draining to our Fe, while INFJs, with their preference for introversion, are easier to get along with.
—Erudis (via purtistringo)
I can’t remember the last time I was this happy.
Seriously. Everything is falling into place right now. My relationship, job, school, and future plans.
Andrew is great. Being with him makes me feel whole. We argue and annoy each other, but none of that compares to when we’re having a good time together. I love falling asleep and waking up knowing he’s there. I love how whenever I get up to leave in the morning, he holds his arms in the air for a hug and then switches to my pillow. I love how he tells me I’m beautiful and I actually believe him. I can’t believe I thought I was perfectly happy these past few years because looking back, I wasn’t in a good place. I felt bad about myself and put someone else before myself. I gained 60 pounds and ruined my self esteem. Now I’m less than 20 pounds away from where I was five years ago, I know my worth, and I feel like I’m getting back as much as I put in.
And I can’t wait until August. I finally have a steady job that works with my school hours and I’m making enough to allow myself to move into an apartment with a friend. I’m also adopting a dog! He name is Bean and she’s about to have puppies. Once she’s done raising them, I get to bring her home. She’s adorable.
Life actually feels likes it’s worth something. I have a loving boyfriend, a great job, I’m getting really good at cosmetology, and I’m about to be able to support myself. It’s amazing.
This is my Bean =D
