How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you’ll never meet them. All right, so we do the best we can. Granted. But we must still realize that love is just the result of a chance encounter.

Charles Bukowski (via sunst0ne)

stagmania:

Since replies are apparently never coming back, I have a few things I want to say to everyone I follow:

Congrats on that amazing thing that happened! I’m really happy for you.

I’m so sorry to hear about that thing you’re struggling with. I see you, and I’m thinking about you and sending love and good vibes.

I totally agree with what you just said! Solidarity, my friend.

I kind of agree with you but I wonder if you’ve considered this other thing? And did you see what our other friend said? Damn, I wish there was a way for us all to discuss it together.

That story you just told made me laugh out loud, thanks for sharing.  

You’re so beautiful! Never stop brightening my dash with your face.

I really, really miss talking to all of you.

schumie:

keeveet-talks:

obstinatecondolement:

I wonder when exactly it was that Star Trek stopped being perceived as light, fluffy, not-really-legitimate sci fi that ~housewives~ liked and started being seen as serious nerd business that girls had to keep their gross cooties off. 

Also when did the Beatles start to be remembered as rock legends rather than a silly boy band teenaged girls liked?

When men decided they liked them.