Tell me some more about your trip to Africa chica. Where did you go? For how long were you there? Sometimes thinking about the true beauty and splendor of life outweighs the uncertainty and misery we see in it.
Oh, Dali. I miss you. I went for a month in June. The first two weeks I spent working on a cheetah reserve in South Africa, and the second two weeks were spent travelling South Africa, Swaziland, and Mozambique. It was the most amazing experience of my life thus far and I think it hurts the most to be home now because it’s where I really want to be. Since I was in middle school I’ve been telling people I want to move to South Africa to work with big cats and now that I’ve finally done it I feel like it will never happen again. If I can finish schooling I’m going to be far too in debt to be able to travel ever and I used my loan money to go on the trip so I have none left. There may be beauty and splendor in life, but the problem is that all the beauty and splendor that I can find isn’t here where I am. How can I help but compare?Reblog
Sometimes I think about how old Billie Joe Armstrong is and then I feel OLDReblog
A rose by any other name would smell as sweet, just as shit by any other name would smell as vile.
Being back here after having been to the place I want to spend the rest of my life made me realize how much I fucking hate it here. I used to think “here” meant Long Island, New York, and the north/northeast in and of itself. I’ve come to realize that I just hate it anywhere that isn’t where I really want to be. And that’s back in Africa with the wonderful people that I met and the friends that I made and those incredible animals and the greenest of greens and the bluest of blue and the cloudless skies, cold mornings, blazing afternoons, fresh air, and people who actually care about other people/things besides themselves.
Do what you love and love what you do, they say. But no one really knows just how hard it is to get there. How can you possibly get to that place of being somewhere that you truly love when you have to live through all the misery of events leading up to it? I have no religious faith and I doubt that I ever will. Who do I have to rely on? What do I have waiting for me? Probably nothing. Sometimes I think that’s better than going through all of this.
It doesn’t matter that I try hard. Whether it be my education or my relationships with my friends and family I’m always going the extra mile and never getting anything out of it except a fuckton of heartache.
When you extend yourself this much there is always a breaking point. Maybe I’ve reached mine.Reblog
someone made a really good point in the commentary of a post once which basically boiled down to the fact that james and lily’s patronuses are complements of each other (stag / doe) as opposed to snape and lily’s (doe / doe) which just goes to show how love and obsession are not the same thing at all thank u for ur time
This girl is actually fucking awesome though so wat is my lyfe y0Reblog
Sold a girl my mini fridge and then get told that she has a friend crush on me and wants to be friends.Reblog
"omg i missed you so much this summer!1!1!!"
clearly u didn’t miss me enough to text me
"i like that helen mirren has been saying the next doctor should be a woman. i would like to go on record and say that the queen should be played by a man"
wow shut up you unbelievable douche
Stephen Moffat, genius comedian everybody.
ha ha diversity. what a joke