This is my simple religion. No need for temples. No need for complicated philosophy. Your own mind, your own heart is the temple. Your philosophy is simple kindness. — Dalai Lama (via thecalminside)
And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.

Unknown (via crystallized-teardrops)

this will always be my most favorite post on tumblr

(via thecolorofrain)

(via upinmichigan)

suffocatinginbreath:

you’re soul is there but no one seems to care. bcause who would want to be with someone so alone?

suffocatinginbreath:

you’re soul is there but no one seems to care. bcause who would want to be with someone so alone?

It’s okay to smoke one cigarette; it’s okay to smoke five; it’s okay to smoke none at all. All that matters is that you’re happy.
Instead of killing that tiny bug in your bedroom, watch it live its happy little buggy life for a while, then set it free.
It’s okay to cry over that boy who broke your heart two years ago.
It’s okay to cry over nothing at all.
It’s okay to have scars and stretch marks; remember, they are just reminders of how strong you are.
It’s okay not to shave off the hair on your legs, and it’s okay to shave every part of your body.
It’s okay to have preferences, just don’t turn them into prejudices.
It’s okay to love who you please, it doesn’t matter who they are.
It’s okay to love someone who doesn’t love you.
It’s okay to cry over the boy who reminds you of Roman candles, just know the pain won’t last forever.
And as much as it’s okay to hate yourself, it’s even more to love yourself.
— Things I’ve Learned In My 15 Years Of Life. (via inthebusinessofmiseryy)
noravm:

Go UT!
<3

noravm:

Go UT!

<3

imjonesyy:

My dorm building.

imjonesyy:

My dorm building.

emmylousuperwho:

The University of Toledo doing the Harlem Shake.

So mad that I had class while this was happening. -_-

Oh well, 

My college rules. 

#whyut

oradreams:

When taking my younger brother on a campus tour at the University of Toledo.  It is a very beautiful campus, but also smaller than other state universities.

reticularphoto:

University of Toledo at Night

reticularphoto:

University of Toledo at Night