My boss: “Are you the official office baker?” Me: “Someone had to fill the void.”

My boss: “Are you the official office baker?” Me: “Someone had to fill the void.”


I’ve never seen a film like Wild where the woman ends up with no man, no money, no family, no opportunity, but she still has a happy ending.


Sometimes, I sit alone under the stars
and think of the galaxies inside my
heart, and truly wonder if anyone will
ever want to make sense of all that
I am.
Christopher Poindexter (via psych-facts)

(via lanibelle)


curtisplease:

everyone is finding boyfriends and I’m just sitting here like
image

(via magicalshitttttt)


greeneyes55:

Mexico
Photo: Bernard Plossu 

greeneyes55:

Mexico

Photo: Bernard Plossu 

(via howdyhihello)


Fine you all win. I’m getting a burger and beer with this OKC guy on Friday.


One last tomato pie to say bye to summer.

One last tomato pie to say bye to summer.


I want to live so densely, lush and slow in the next few years, that a year becomes ten years, and my past becomes only a page in the book of my life.
Nayyirah Waheed  (via thatkindofwoman)

(via thatkindofwoman)


1. This hot guy messaged me on OKC about lakes. I responded because he was hot but didn’t think there was much there. Now he has asked me out, and I can’t even begin to imagine how awkward that would be.

2. I messaged a hot guy, who did respond (ladies taking initiative on this site rarely pays off) but hasn’t asked me anything about me. Oh, and he lives an hour away in the burbs.

Is this really the only way to date these days?

Because I fucking hate it.