yesings:

what if i died in like twenty years and all i left my girlfriend was a box and like she gasps and reaches down to her chest where her key necklace hangs that i gave her twenty two years ago, and she uses it to unlock the box and all that is in there is a string which you can pull to reveal an embarrassing photo of spongebob at the christmas party


lilbambieyes:

thethings-wethink-weremissing:

plunge-clunge:

onheradventure:

hannaoliviaway:

almost five years of lovin. And now he sings and plays ukelele songs like “you are my sunshine” for our tiny babe & talks to him/her through my belly button. I’m so sappy and grateful and full-hearted tonight.

ahhhh. sweet sweet love. this is making my heart so happy

My eyes have formed happy tears of joy! 

Too beautiful

This makes me believe in so many good things


"You wrecked me and
I apologized."

—(via caicias)



dolphinboy420:

WHY DO COMPLIMENTS MAKE ME FEEL 2% BETTER BUT INSULTS MAKE ME FEEL 87% WORSE I DONT LIKE THAT



Finally, some good advice from Cosmo

im gonna reblog this 300 times a day


powerpuppiesandninjakittens:

These abandoned places are little spooky but stunning

http://news.distractify.com/dark/science/abandon-places/?v=1


"You just write about sex and killing yourself and how you hardly ever went to school."

—The 1975 (via perfect)

aciddaisies:

soft grunge/models 

the truth about losing your virginity so true




anus:

when life brings u down to your knees give life a blowjob and then get back up and spit the cum in life’s face and then skip away like the princess you are




nakedmallrat69:

neptunain:

to catch a bus you have to think like a bus




kimpissible:

police officer: you’re under arrest.
me: im rubber, you’re glue. what bounces off of me sticks to you(:
police officer: fuck




methlabrador:

whats the meaning of life? son, its those little tiny pumpkins. the ones that are mad small.  you know the ones i mean. 


"Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity."

— Simone Weil (via psych-facts)

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