We really didn’t have enough money, enough people, or enough time for our road trip. I almost called it off when I originally started planning it. But there will never be a good time to travel the country for four weeks, just like there will never be a good time to quit your job, read that book, or join a gym. You will probably never have enough money, time, connections, willpower, whatever—to feel ready to make a dream happen. And this is the lesson I learned: eventually you have to stop giving yourself excuses and make the jump.
people who don’t like pizza are people who you don’t need in your life
My heart is crying :( god how I hate this feeling. It literally feels like it could just die at any moment. It hurts.
"Talk dirty to me"
"Lol chill Hazel Grace, it’s a metaphor"
when u hear someone talking shit about someone u hate