I think she [Alyson] was the heart of the show, whereas Josh was the brains, Jason was the spirit, Cobie the soul, and I was the cock.
One of many gems from Neil’s book concerning the HIMYM cast (via barnblazerandmachetescherbatsky)
Life is all about stages.

Stage one of periods: fuck this shit. I’m annoyed as hell.
Stage two of periods: FUCK YES, IM NOT PREGNANT! IM SO RESPONSIBLE, Let’s get drunk to celebrate.


dream-insilk:

foreheadxkisses:

Body comparisons. 

this makes me feel alive

Remember that sometimes not getting what you want is a wonderful stroke of luck.
The Dalai Lama   (via run-breath-love-live)

(Source: lazyyogi)

You don’t know how deeply you are intertwined with someone until you try to walk away from them.
M.L. (via blackbruise)

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Be kind to yourself. Stop telling yourself that whatever you are struggling with “should” be easy. If something is hard for you, it is hard for you. There are probably Reasons, though those may just be how you are wired. Acknowledge these things. When you finish something hard, be proud! Celebrate a little.

And really, just stop saying “should” to yourself about your thoughts and feelings in any context. You feel how you feel. The things in your head are the things in your head. You can’t change either directly through sheer force of will. You can only change what you do. Stop beating yourself up for who and what you are right now–it isn’t productive. Focus on moving forward.


How to keep moving forward, even when your brain hates you  (via junglemusk)

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blithelyblonde:

Always reblog.

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Fashion is one of the very few forms of expression in which women have more freedom than men. And I don’t think it’s an accident that it’s typically seen as shallow, trivial, and vain. It is the height of irony that women are valued for our looks, encouraged to make ourselves beautiful and ornamental… and are then derided as shallow and vain for doing so. And it’s a subtle but definite form of sexism to take one of the few forms of expression where women have more freedom, and treat it as a form of expression that’s inherently superficial and trivial. Like it or not, fashion and style are primarily a women’s art form. And I think it gets treated as trivial because women get treated as trivial. What’s more, there’s an interestingly sexist assumption that often gets made about female fashion — namely, that it’s primarily intended to get male attention and male approval.
Fashion is a Feminist Issue: Greta Christina  (via bossapplesaucesmelly)
Life is not a problem to be solved but a reality to be experienced.
Soren Kierkegaard (via psych-facts)
Don’t plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months. Before you know it, you got yourself a bad year. Take it from me - choke those little bad days. Choke ‘em down to nothing.
Tom Waits (via wordsthat-speak)
Questions my nana asked when I told her about the guy I’ve been dating:

• have we ‘gone to bed yet’
And • is he rich

Date someone who meets you half way. Date someone who brings you a glass a water when they get themselves one. Date someone who makes sure you don’t spend money on ridiculous things. Date someone your ex hates and your mom loves. Date someone who’d rather spend a Friday night watching movies, than out with 50 people they barley even talk to. Date someone who sleeps on your chest and leaves a little puddle of drool. Don’t date someone who makes you leave oceans of tears.
At the end of the day it’s the little things. (via offtheocean)
I asked you, ‘Tell me about her.’ And you looked me in the eyes and replied, ‘Well, what do you want to know?’ and that’s the exact moment I knew you didn’t love her, not really. See, if you did you would’ve gone on about how her voice is now your favorite sound. That when she is next to another women their beauty doesn’t even compare to hers. How even when she steals the blankets at 3am you’re just glad she’s warm. That when she touches you, even slightly, it causes the hairs on the back of your neck to stand. How when you kiss you don’t know whose air your breathing but you know that all you want is to be there in that moment forever. That you can see yourself having three children and a dog in a beautiful house someday soon. How her eyes are pure and truthful and when you look into them all you feel is happiness. That her laugh is what you live for even though it’s loud and obnoxious. How looking at her makes all the bad seem okay. You would’ve gone on a rant about her without hesitation, like the way I do when someone asks me why I still love you.
(via n4ughty-y)