I love Boston’s so much.

(Source: cute-overload)

hylianears:

notafuckingwizard:

Favourite Australian saying: “have a good one”. Have a good what? We’ll never tell. You’ll never know Australian secrets.

who’s gonna take the 82 hour trip down to no where land to tell these people half the english speaking world uses their apparently exclusive phrases

(Source: weheartit.com)

ignite-mylove-ignite:

ligerscout:

ligerscout:

Ready for April fools day  Gonna take it to school and eat it

I ate 3/4 of the jar and I made 3 teachers gag and one friend get angry at me.

fuck bro, I thought you were gunna fill all those cups with mayonnaise and hand them out at school and some serious shit was gunna go down


Hahahhaa same ^ ignite-mylove-ignite:

ligerscout:

ligerscout:

Ready for April fools day  Gonna take it to school and eat it

I ate 3/4 of the jar and I made 3 teachers gag and one friend get angry at me.

fuck bro, I thought you were gunna fill all those cups with mayonnaise and hand them out at school and some serious shit was gunna go down


Hahahhaa same ^

ignite-mylove-ignite:

ligerscout:

ligerscout:

Ready for April fools day
Gonna take it to school and eat it

I ate 3/4 of the jar and I made 3 teachers gag and one friend get angry at me.

fuck bro, I thought you were gunna fill all those cups with mayonnaise and hand them out at school and some serious shit was gunna go down

Hahahhaa same ^

map-of-problematique:

shawnsmirk:

I WANT TO DYE MY HAIR BLUE

I WANT A NOSE RING

I WANT A TATTOO

I WANT TO DO THINGS

WITH MY OWN BODY

BUT I CANT

BECAUSE OF SCHOOL

AND ALSO BECAUSE MY MOM

Lol

shitshilarious:

idioticteen:

harrystyls:

what is white culture

clapping after an airplane lands

this truth cuts deep

I finally saw guardians of the galaxy and that goddamned tree had me crying actual tears what the hell

Album Art

elechants:

tylerknott:

Holocene (With Thunderstorm)  by Bon Iver.

This is so beautiful I’m crying

(Source: pitched-music)

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monxroe:

young charlie day is my favourite thing to look at

monxroe:

young charlie day is my favourite thing to look at

(Source: alicecopper)

We always tell each other to take things one day at a time and that the wounds heal as time passes but it never really feels that way. It’s like it gets worse and worse and all you can do is sob your heart out until you think there’s nothing left. You’re restless as hell and your eyes sting shut until the morning. The sun rises and for those first few seconds you’re fine. You think it’s all over but then you rub the sleep from your eyes and you breathe in a few times and it’s like everything crashes into you ten times harder and you remember. You remember that death has touched you, you remember that your mind is still shattered. You remember that things hurt. You look down and you see that the hole is still gaping in the middle of your chest and the entire world is caving into it. It’s like God turned the lights up and everything is harsh and bright in all the wrong places and your vision goes fuzzy. Small memories flash by that you never even thought twice about before but now you know you’ll never shake them and you can’t even make it four hours without collapsing. The sad songs are amplified and everything is just way too relevant. Your skin feels three sizes too small and you’re beginning to think that these holes are never going to heal themselves. Your body is drained and everything is way too close for comfort. Your thoughts go into overdrive and your voice shuts down and all you want is for the days to stop blending. All you want is for the pain to be over.


You were one of the kindest, most loving, and most giving women I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. You were so present in all of our lives. You’ve never been more than 7 miles down the road and there wasn’t an errand, meal, or simple toy you wouldn’t put your day on hold for. My heart aches to know that I won’t be seeing you anymore, or having those few hours in my week of taking you on trips to target and laughing at all the wildly uncensored things you’d say about our surroundings. You fought long and hard, and It calms me to know that you are no longer in pain. You were the backbone of our family, and so often times the one that saved the day. I love you. I miss you. Sleep sweet, Grandma.

RIP 12/14/29-8/27/14 💙