that awkward moment when you think about your past and realize how fucking weird you were.
- Daughter: Dad, I'm a lesbian.
- Dad: It's cool.
- Second daughter: Dad, I'm a lesbian too.
- Dad: Christ, doesn't anyone in this family love cock?
- Son: I do.
Ah man, what the hell. Is it deactivate-your-blog-week or something? I just found out a couple of people I usually reblog from deactivated their accounts this week.
ARGH DAMN IT. Now I need to find more people to follow. D:
“And I thought about how many people have loved those songs. And how many people got through a lot of bad times because of those songs. And how many people enjoyed good times with those songs. And how much those songs really mean. I think it would be great to have written one of those songs. I bet if I wrote one of them, I would be very proud. I hope the people who wrote those songs are happy. I hope they feel it’s enough. I really do because they’ve made me happy. And I’m only one person.” —Stephen Chbosky (via suavium)