Sometimes I remind myself that I almost skipped the party, that I almost went to a different college, that the whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone. Our lives, so settled, so specific, are built on happenstance.
— Anna Quindlen, Every Last One (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)








I can’t see anything but you…







still trying to make sense of this scene



q: who’s your juliet?


robottko:

shsl-kaiju:

slydigged:

i am the fries at the bottom of the mcdonalds bag

Maybe you go unnoticed at first, but someone’s always thrilled to find you

Truly inspirational