Social Work Major. Crossfit. Running. OLLU (Graduated). NYU.


This life.
This night.
Your story.
Your pain.
Your hope.
It matters.
All of it matters.


i always wonder why no one likes me and then i remember i dont even like me


due to low self esteem if someone is hitting on me i probably wouldn’t even be able to tell unless they directly said “i love you and want to date you” and even then i would be a little skeptical

Conversations really are the best after 3 am. The heavier the eyelids, the sincerer the words and silence is not awkward it’s shared.

Dau Voire (via psych-facts)



if u were dating a FBI agent and you dumped him.

he would be ur fed ex 

I hope the NSA people scanning my blog got a chuckle out of that


so apparently now that joan rivers is dead, she’s being remembered as some groundbreaking feminist comedic icon 

well when i die can i be remembered as a three-headed sex god, since we’re just making shit up now?