Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording —all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.
— Sylvia Plath (via oh-girl-among-the-roses)
there’s literally nothing worse than being in a cuddling mood and you have nobody to cuddle with
this is a scientific fact
When you meet the right person, you know it. They’re your best friend and your soul mate. You can’t wait to spend the rest of your life with them. No one and nothing else can compare.
— How I Met Your Mother (via peacesaumon)