My roommate is gay but I believe we’re probably like platonic soulmates bc whenever I text him “bad day” he picks me up a greek salad and a five guys fry and whenever he texts me “bad day” i pick him up ribs and cheesecake at bbq heaven on MLK street and we texted each other “bad day” at the same time today and came home to each other’s food that’s like. real love imo.
Need me a freak like that
(via heart)
I don’t know what I’m doing and there is no one here with me, there is no one here to tell me to quit or get me down the aisle or help me. That is Derek’s job and Derek is dead. And all I have is Maggie who’s full of sunshine and candy and hope and every time I try to tell her that the world is on fire she hands me a marshmallow to roast, so that just leaves you. And you… you are rooting for the other guy. You told me to go and be with Owen and then you turned on me - and now you are not on my side and we both know you don’t like me, but you are stuck with me, here I am, in a wedding gown on the happiest freaking day of my life, in a room with no family and no help and no one on my side, but you. So, what can you do for me?
What can you do for me Meredith?
(via indigowaterbears)
Do you ever realize how badly you’re going to miss a moment while you’re living it? Like wow, these are the good days. I am here and I am happy and I feel alive.
- (via foreverrwanderlust)(via nakedly)
