Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Short Stories, “The Sensible Thing” (via introspectivepoet)
Three o’clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars. I can’t sleep, I am so happy.Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories (via larmoyante)
Doctor Who is no longer my fave TV show and you have no idea how sad that makes me
One of the best visual representations of the double standards subjected to all women on a daily basis. Reconsider the next time you toss about the words in column 3.
A picture of a baby overwhelmed by pizza