Bless that one person in every group that is like “keep going, I’m listening” and encourages you to finish your story even when everyone else is talking over you.
How Carl is dealing with the Melbourne weather
→ 5BOYS. 4YEARS. 1DREAM.
I don’t care how many times I’ve reblogged this
when you’re out with your friends and someone really hot walks by
Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.
THE NOSTALGIA THO
|—||John Green, Paper Towns (via ohteenscanrelate)|