I think what most people don’t understand is that everything in life is just really, really insane. Or funny. Really, really funny.

One day you’re having objectively the most hilarious yelling match ever in some poor guy’s cab with someone you used to love but now just find overwhelmingly tedious… and then the next day you’re roped into a mystery via the postal system involving mysterious letters written in Korean, federal prison, assumed identities, and Rancho Cucamonga.

Exactly what part of life is not insane.



That’s just how I feel.

(Take me home!)


“Lemon there is a word, a once special word that’s been tragically co-opted by the romance industrial complex and I would hate to use it here and have you think that I am suggesting any type of romantic sentiment, let alone an invitation to scale bone mountain. It’s a word that comes to us by way of the old high german luba from the latin lubera meaning “to be pleasing”. So I’m going to use this word to describe how I feel about you in the way that our angalosaxin forefathers would have used it in reference to say “hot bowl of bear meet” or “your enemies skull, split”


(via fuckyeahlizlemon)

I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

—Maya Angelou



Ahh I love this.


—Don't Move


Phantogram | Don’t Move

You know how everyone has their one song? This is my one song.