Los seres humanos no nacen para siempre el día en que sus madres los alumbran, sino que la vida los obliga a parirse a sí mismos una y otra vez.
- Gabriel García Márquez (March 6, 1927-April 17th, 2014)
[human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves]
I like my women curvy. lots and lots of curves. so many curves. maybe even a spiral shape. with ketchup. my ideal woman is actually curly fry.
The Avengers Gag Reel [x]
every time we watch The Avengers, my husband giggles like a maniac when the Hulk shows up on his bike b/c of the outtake. le haha.
My mom giggles after Hulk smashes Loki because she thinks of his laughing from the outtakes
When people say size doesn’t matter of course size matters, no one wants a small pizza.
Elle Fanning, Lupita Nyong’o and Kate Mara attend Marie Claire Celebrates May Cover Stars on April 8, 2014 in West Hollywood
The Hulk ain’t never lied.
I can’t even express how much respect I have for Mark Ruffalo. The dude’s on the US terrorism watchlist for fuck’s sake.
Omg, it’s true.
Growing up I always thought true love was red roses, dates on Saturday nights, little block box that held expensive things, and always knowing what to say. I thought true love was a kiss in the rain, deep explanations, and the perfect story. But now that I’m older I’ve realized it’s not like that at all.
See because true love for me is ugly snapchats, and peeing while you’re on the phone. True love is kissing at 6 AM despite the morning breath and singing at the top of your lungs. It’s saying all the wrong things, at all the wrong moments. It’s sarcasm and being honest even when it hurts. It’s late hours of the night when it’s been a long day and it’s no make up and bad hair. It’s tears from laughter, it’s tears from sadness and it’s nothing like any storybook you’ve ever read. It’s never running out of things to talk about, and it’s being comfortable in the silence of things. True love is watching The Titanic though you swore you never would. It’s getting mad over stupid things. It’s “you’re an idiot,” and “you’re a little shit” and knowing you’re so lucky to hear those every day. It’s spilling your feelings at 4 AM when you should be asleep. It’s that song you hear on the radio that always makes you smile. It’s the worst story you could imagine, but thank God it worked out anyways. True love is never losing the magic. True love is not leaving when things get hard.
I like my definition better anyways.
i wonder how many future famous people i’ve met