On my tombstone please write “Not appreciating my puns when I was alive was a grave mistake”

She is not “my girl.”

She belongs to herself, and to all of the world. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.

How much more blessed can I be?

― Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist (via creatingaquietmind)



I think the biggest turn on is knowing you turned someone else on.



My sun my moon and all my stars Milan piece of shit disgrace to the the nhl lucic I’m in love with you