andrvw: my blog style is called blackout blogging. i make mass amounts of posts in a short amount of time then blackout for hours on end and do it all over.
There's going to come a day when we've all grown...
wholockin: shunpogoddess: britanniannight: tempestafarfalla: sunsetswithpeeta: powerpuffpotato: its-funnierinenochian: raeych: loveishiddles: orangeshockblanketsarecool: Okay I cried. oh..oh..my..i…
on single mothers: ugh you are the ruin of this country couldn't you just keep your legs together you dumb welfare slut
on single fathers: oh god you brave man raising your kid(s) all on your own that must be really hard what bitch would leave a hero like you she must be a whore
I’m going to make a store called “Build-a-Bra” where girls can go and make bras...– my 12 year old “niece” Lila on her business idea. I love that little girl. (via marrymejasonsegel) Perfect child, perfect idea. (via nova-bright) I almost cried. This would be the most perfect thing. (via kyssthis16) SOMEBODY GIVE THAT GIRL A LOAN. (via sexxxisbeautiful)
How to finish that last minute assignment
cjshark: prettyflyforaredspy: ruemex: disgruntledota: leetakeuchi: I can not count the number of times this trick has saved my ass. And people say Tumblr doesn’t teach you life skills… this will come in handy one day ATTENTION GRADUATING CLASS OF 2012: COLLEGE SURVIVAL 101
you know them moments when you look in the mirror and you think holy shit that’s me because for some reason it feels like the person you’re looking at in the mirror is an unfamiliar stranger and you begin thinking about how you’re a person on a planet in a solar system in a galaxy in a universe and for a few minutes you ponder the origin and the meaning of existence and then shrug and return to...
I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was...– (via collide-violently)
reichenballs: samueloser: snorlaxatives: sophomores that hate freshmen for being freshmen 13 year olds who hate 12.9 year olds on Tumblr anyone who hates anyone for anything other than a recurring fault in judgement, morals, or character
I think I fall a little in love with people when I catch them in small moments, when they think no one’s looking at them, when they absently twirl a strand of hair between their fingers, when they lick their thumb to turn a page in a book. There’s something beautiful about a person who is lost in a thought, or adjusting their shirt, or is scratching a phantom itch on their arm, or even someone...
louis-vuitomlinson: toocooltobehipster: well that was unexpected
dingoinnuendo: dustinspostlimit: mpregbert: how did edward from twilight get it up to bang bella if he doesnt have a heartbeat better yet how did he impregnate her with dead sperm tumblr discusses the big issues
my life goal is to buy out an entire concert and then the artist will come on stage so dramatically and it will just be me sitting there like