my own personal narnia


i went to target and for some fucking reason, they fucking put doritos bags in the same fucking shelves as the 3ds consoles, behind locked windows in the fucking electronic section

it’s not even a fucking mistake cuz they labelled the price


(via guy)

I wonder
whose arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved.

—    This becomes almost deeper when you think of non-romantic loves too  (via unlively)

(via diamonds-brillant)