Ari Eastman

This is to say I am not always smooth sailing, but often choppy waves. And I have warned those who get sea sick to not voyage too far.

Thank you for always listening to me complain, cry, gush about the same love interest (even when I promised I was going to stop).

You want someone to snuggle with at night. But the second they start humping your leg, you can kick them off the bed.

“Love is hiding who you are at all times. It’s wearing make-up to bed and going downstairs to Burger King to poop.”

He’s a tornado you run straight into.

Sensual, alternative r&b, stuff that is kind of haunting and also makes you want to find someone you dig and make out until your lips are sore.

Teddi could have every reason to be mad at the world. I know a lot of humans who are.

Sleeping in your own bed is one of the purest joys you’ve ever known.

Real women spit gravel and can toss you to the wolves if you look at them the wrong way.

I am 23 years old and still come crying to my mother.

They are family. The family you have chosen.

She smile texts you.

We’re pushing through dirt and darkness so that we can remember the sun does shine again. Because it does. It always does.

You’ve said, “I was just trying to be nice!” way too often. You should embroider it on a pillow or something.

It is not your duty to seduce a person into loving themselves.

In a time when we’re constantly inundated with flashy Instagram photos, envy-inducing Facebook statuses, and Pinterest quotes encouraging us to make a change, it can be overwhelming to think, “how can I make MY life exciting?” But sometimes, it’s actually…

It’s an emptiness that creates discomfort. It lets us seep in our loneliness. It’s this great chasm, this void we’re trying to fill and we don’t even know what with.

Lots of One Direction fans are feeling quite “verklempt” today.