Reblog For Good Things To Happen To You

Modern ghost story: you walk into a place for the first time, and your phone connects to the password-protected wifi.

the number of times i think about the full body viking skeleton i saw in the museum is ridiculous like when i say it haunts me i mean it actually haunts me

I think it's amazing how people meet other people that complement them perfectly, I've seen them share the same humor, the same music taste, the same favorite books and I can't help but to be jealous because I also want to find someone like that, someone who doesn't make me feel weird.

sure u call urself an anarchist and have “be gay do crime” in ur bio but are you nice to people in real life

“He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

— Emily Brontë

if i was in a jane austen novel i would be the one sent to the seaside for my health

Everyone, including me, who's familiar with Pride and Prejudice: Hahahaha Mr. Collins' is so useless and thinks he's so fantastic at small talk, but he isn't.

Me at any given Christmas dinner party: WHAT EXCELLENT BOILED POTATOES- MANY YEARS HAVE PASSED SINCE I'VE SEEN SUCH AN EXEMPLARY VEGETABLE

roasting some “dark academics”

It makes me so upset that some of you unironically call themselves pretentious and are proud of it.

Listen, I’m a soon-to-be astrophysics major and I’m not even 17.

I‘m fluent in 6 languages, learn 9.

When I was 13, an architecture professor at one of the most prestigious universities in the country told me I exceed most of his students and my projects should be implemented.

And I could go on but I won’t because GUESS WHAT?

It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t make me any better than anyone else. I’m proud of my achievements and so should you be of yours, there’s nothing more beautiful than a love for knowledge, but PLEASE, don’t tear others down.

Researching nanotechnology instead of Justin Bieber’s love life and reading Dostoyevsky rather than watching Ellen doesn’t make me or anyone else superior.

Your taste in literature, interest in art and/or science is valid and wonderful BUT YOUR GOD COMPLEX IS NOT.

Do you ever just miss a bond you had with someone? Like regardless of what happened between you two, you miss the conversations, the laughs you guys had over the stupidest things, or the way that they were there for you when you weren't at the best. The little things matter.