Cristina, sup niggasssss

You don’t measure love in time. You measure love in transformation. Sometimes the longest connections yield very little growth, while the briefest of encounters change everything. The heart doesn’t wear a watch - it’s timeless. It doesn’t care how long you know someone. It doesn’t care if you had a 40 year anniversary if there is no juice in the connection. What the heart cares about is resonance. Resonance that opens it, resonance that enlivens it, resonance that calls it home. And when it finds it, the transformation begins…

Jeff Brown (via cosmofilius)
drmng:

Sigh
me: haha hey guys do u dare me to eat this whole thing of ice cream
them: no
me: *shaking my head and chuckling* i cant believe you guys are making me do this
them: we're not
me: *eating right out of the thing* this is so wild you guys you're so fucked up for making me do this

We assume others show love the same way we do — and if they don’t, we worry it’s not there.

(via paulwes)

Everyone has their own love language. That’s one of the most important lessons I’ve ever learned.

(via pleasedontcallmelhead)

gunterandcompany:

100 fucking k stars? it’s a bomb ass weave but damn is it made out of fucking unicorn hair? did Beyoncé wear this weave on her Kim kardashian: Hollywood avatar? did Michelle Obama wipe her ass with this weave? because the only way ima ever get this shit is if I sell my first born child’s soul to motherfucking satan. Kim plays too damn much.