Why people ask me shit like “how was work?” or “how is school?” like work is work, school is school, I would rather be on a yacht right now while gettin some dick but here I am
"Do not chase people. Be you and do your own thing and work hard. The right people who belong in your life will come to you, and stay."
"I am trying to see things in perspective. My dog wants a bite of my peanut butter chocolate chip bagel. I know she cannot have this, because chocolate makes dogs very sick. My dog does not understand this. She pouts and wraps herself around my leg like a scarf and purrs and tries to convince me to give her just a tiny bit. When I do not give in, she eventually gives up and lays in the corner, under the piano, drooping and sad. I hope the universe has my best interest in mind like I have my dog’s. When I want something with my whole being, and the universe withholds it from me, I hope the universe thinks to herself: "Silly girl. She thinks this is what she wants, but she does not understand how it will hurt.
THEORIES ABOUT THE UNIVERSE by Blythe Baird (via goghst)
make yourself happy. cut the people who give you negative energy. find people who bring out the best of you, who make you laugh and who would be there if you called them at 4 in the morning. happiness doesn’t just come to you, you have to work for it. sometimes there are days that you feel as if it’s not worth the effort but remember this, it’s all temporary.