Looking through old tumblr entries has made me realize how much I miss my Clarkston friends. I feel like i haven’t seen them in forever. I love looking back at all the great times we’ve had just hanging out like fools and watching movies and stuff. They make everything fun/an adventure/a shitshow. I was right when I was a little freshman to say that I didn’t need new friends...
The memory of oppressed people is one thing that cannot be taken away, and for...– Howard Zinn, A People’s History of the United States: 1492 to Present (via thoughtsdetained) (via quote-book)
It’s the possibility that keeps me going… and though you may call me a dreamer...– The Notebook (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It...– Neil Gaiman (The Kindly Ones) (via quote-book)
Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than...– Mark Twain (via quote-book)
lovegrows: achoiceinthematter: Someone who will give me a piggyback ride when I’m tired. Or when I don’t want to get the bottom of my jeans wet from the sidewalk. Thanks Eric. <3