weasleysweaters:

If I were in the Hunger Games I would use one of the parachutes and gift containers and put all kinds of poisonous berries in them and then climb trees and send them down to unsuspecting tributes. Oh, you thought you were getting a nice fruit salad? Think again. POISON.

^ brilliant. 

(via myaparecium)

The awkward moment when you’re eating dinner at someone else’s house and you don’t like the food, but you have to pretend to like it..

sodamnrelatable:

Then they ask you if you want more:

via sodamnrelatable

"It was wonderful to sit with her head on my shoulder for hours and feel as I always have, even now, closer to her than to any other human being. And I wouldn’t mind a bit if in a few years you and I could snuggle up together under a stone in some old graveyard here. That is really a happy thought and not melancholy at all."
– F. Scott Fitzgerald to Zelda Fitzgerald   (via 33113)

(via gypsyden)