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sirbombalot:

Fill your heart with bees. If someone breaks your heart, then they have to deal with the bees.

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majortvjunkie:
nobody came to his birthday party

the-absolute-best-posts:

majortvjunkie:

nobody came to his birthday party

halireblogs:

rebelfreakat221b:

but-renner:

ryanislast:

corrahlovesyou:

considerthishippie:

Trampoline tent for summer sleepovers.


think about all the sex

There are two types of people.

If you wanted to eat somebody you could put a fire up under it and slow roast them.

… three. Three types of people.

halireblogs:

rebelfreakat221b:

but-renner:

ryanislast:

corrahlovesyou:

considerthishippie:

Trampoline tent for summer sleepovers.

think about all the sex

There are two types of people.

If you wanted to eat somebody you could put a fire up under it and slow roast them.

… three. Three types of people.

thefrogman:

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thefrogman:

[video] [h/t: 4gifs]

I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.
Unknown (via professional-princess)
Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.
Sylvia Plath  (via disorder)
bambuh:

wow, i would make this too

bambuh:

wow, i would make this too