Confidence goals: Kanye West 

Attitude goals: Rihanna

Money goals: Beyonce

(via slaughterhouse-420)



I’m so in love with this. I can’t even. Ah. My favourite feeling in the world is putting your head beneath the water and entering an entirely different place, So peaceful, so quiet. What I miss more than anything when I’m living away from the ocean is being able to duck under and leave all my worries on the surface.

I’m so in love with this. I can’t even. Ah. My favourite feeling in the world is putting your head beneath the water and entering an entirely different place, So peaceful, so quiet. What I miss more than anything when I’m living away from the ocean is being able to duck under and leave all my worries on the surface.

(via lovestruckcowgirl)


draumstafir:

rogerrrs:

i wanna go for walks in the middle of the night but i also dont want to die ya feel

just girly things

(via slaughterhouse-420)


cofierce:

Protester in ATL for #MikeBrown #Ferguson

cofierce:

Protester in ATL for #MikeBrown #Ferguson

(via slaughterhouse-420)


Cut the poison out of your life. No matter what - or whom - it may be.
Jeigo - It’s going to hurt before it gets better (via healinghurricane)

(via flueree)


attention!

pasta5284:

the XD emoticon is now cool to use again. please use it. please reblog this so others can hear the good news 

(via twerkstrider)


let-me-take-a-pikachu:

shitshilarious:

phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess:

sevvey6:

morbidamusement:

captain-snark:

bananamerlin:

maderadearquitecto:

Thermochromic table by Jay Watson

imagine banging someone on that table

imagine being home alone and seeing imprints on that table

noooooo stop

Imagine having a friend sit at that table for a long while, but when they get up there’s no imprints at all.

What if you got up after trying to console a crying friend, and found that you had no imprints… and they were crying because they missed you?

Did this thread just inadvertently write an entire Supernatural episode?

No, that’d be 6th Sent, not supernatural

(via maroonedwith5)


nickelbackthatassup:

don’t trust college kids. I threw a party w plenty of food/drinks shit even weed and I wake up and you know what’s missing? my pineapple. who went to the back of my fridge and said imma take all this pineapple. damn son. take the free alcohol not my pineapple man…

(via maroonedwith5)


Strawberry Fields Forever
The Beatles
Magical Mystery Tour

save-ferris-from-all-the-fandoms:

Strawberry fields forever…

(via thebeatlesordie)


Love the people that wanna see you be successful and help you expecting nothing in return. That’s priceless. Those are real friends.
Mark Patterson, @Expherience (via kushandwizdom)

tigersdrinktea:

“Blow minds, not dudes” 

Actually you can do both! What a concept! That women can be intelligent as well as sexually active! And we don’t live in the goddamn 18th century and women don’t have to be pure little virgin housewives if they don’t want to! Oh my gosh!

(via maroonedwith5)


writedreamlie:

livelong-mywaywardson:

pizzaccio:

dontworryitsharmony:

sweetmickeymerch:

Coming up with schemes with your best friend

Was this movie even real

HOW DOES AN 80 YEAR OLD WOMAN HAVE THE SAME CARDIO AS FIT ATHLETIC MUSCLE MAN THIS SHOW MAN

a dude turned into a llama and you’re questioning why an old lady is as fit as a muscly guy 

writedreamlie:

livelong-mywaywardson:

pizzaccio:

dontworryitsharmony:

sweetmickeymerch:

Coming up with schemes with your best friend

Was this movie even real

HOW DOES AN 80 YEAR OLD WOMAN HAVE THE SAME CARDIO AS FIT ATHLETIC MUSCLE MAN THIS SHOW MAN

a dude turned into a llama and you’re questioning why an old lady is as fit as a muscly guy 

(via maroonedwith5)


incidentalcomics:

The Shape of Ideas

(via maroonedwith5)


lunar-amethyst:

❂ॐ☮Hippie|Spiritual|Nature blog☮ॐ❂

lunar-amethyst:

❂ॐ☮Hippie|Spiritual|Nature blog☮ॐ❂

(via lovemetoinfinity)


I am not the first person you loved.

You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers.

We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin.

Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night.

Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come.

I think that has to be part of its miracle.

This is how we heal.

I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you.

And I will not be afraid of your scars.

I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know:

Whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap, your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I will love you when you are a still day.

I will love you when you are a hurricane.