“All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.”
— Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via hefuckin)
the waiter at olive garden has been grating my cheese for 6 hours now waiting for me to say when. customers are screaming. three people have died. I will not yield.
It seriously makes me feel like there is sunshine inside of me when people come up with their own little nick name for me.