LovePuja

An assortment of such that make me smile, give me hope, or haunt my dreams.

Why didn’t he text me back?

—My six word story that would usually make me feel bad but lately I’m in a IDGAF swing.

i tell them i’m only trying to look good for myself but i do it for the off chance i might run into him anyone who says they like plastering makeup on at 6 a.m. is lying

—from things that shouldn’t be difficult to say by rupi kaur  (via rupikaur)

Why do people sneeze when they look into the sun?

This is known as the photic (light-induced) sneeze reflex. Somewhere around 30 percent of people are affected by this, but the exact way this works isn’t known that well. Most hypotheses assume that there is a nerve that carries signals from your eyes and irritates other nerves when it has to carry a lot of signals. The irritation of those nerves is what also happens when someone sticks a feather up your nose and you sneeze as a result of this.

/u/flashtoo

(via sdsimple)

OMG I finally know what it’s called and that it’s real

cudrage:

There has never been a better moment captured of Kanye haha

Even Yeezus understands the power of ice cream

cudrage:

There has never been a better moment captured of Kanye haha

Even Yeezus understands the power of ice cream

(via fuckyeahloldemort)

Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you’re nobody-but-yourself.

— E.E. Cummings (via realizes)

20th century E.E. Cummings: Let’s Live Suddenly Without Thinking 

2011 Drake: You Only Live Once (YOLO)

Proof that Drake is the modern day E.E. Cummings

jpow-in-copenhagen:

A lot of the doors in Dublin were painted a variety of bright colors. Our guide told us that this tradition started because wives kept getting annoyed with their husbands because they would drunkenly stumble into the wrong house. By painting their doors different colors, they made sure that their husbands made it back to the right house…

jpow-in-copenhagen:

A lot of the doors in Dublin were painted a variety of bright colors. Our guide told us that this tradition started because wives kept getting annoyed with their husbands because they would drunkenly stumble into the wrong house. By painting their doors different colors, they made sure that their husbands made it back to the right house…

I want something else. I’m not even sure what to call it anymore except I know it feels roomy and it’s drenched in sunlight and it’s weightless and I know it’s not cheap. It’s probably not even real.

Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves

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