July 2012
This year July has 5 Fridays, 5 Saturdays and 5...
helensaywhat:
mar-ble:
MONEY.
Only reblogging because I’m a greedy bitch who wants money.
Hey doesn’t hurt to reblog ya knoww and if money is involved….
My mom’s paycheck arrives in 4d days, THIS SHIT WORKKSS
chinese feng shui knows about tumblr ?
OMG I didnt notice until today.I reblogged this and got 10 dollars :D
got to pay for stuff somehow so why not.
forever...
someone: what's your favorite movie
me: forgets every movie i've ever seen
June 2012
3 tags
It's funny
how one small jolt of memory can lead to another.
Then soon enough, you’ll find yourself being enveloped in a rising pool of both happy and sad memories. [[MORE]]But each memory costs you, because each and every one of them symbolizes the lack of happiness you have now. And no matter how hard you try to get out and forget what fleeting but amazing memories you had, you’ll remember the...
frankcrimes:
Do not blow kisses to fucking anybody. Ghosts intercept them mid-flight and put them on their butts.
kattattakphotography:
charleighwouldyouturnmeon:
drunkonstevphen:
This man is beyond words.
OH. MY. GOD. That is Great. <3
This is great.
brief summary of doctor who: what
brief summary of supernatural: why
brief summary of sherlock: how
It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same,...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via gordftw)
andyfuckinguyen:
I wonder how many people were tricked by their friends or family into thinking wasabi was ice cream.
Reading old messages and smiling like the first...
The more life gives us, the more expectations we...
I pull weird faces in photos because it’s better to look ugly on purpose
rryland:
do you ever just wanna sit next to someone and listen to everything they could possibly say about anything ever just because you like their face and their voice and their general existence
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
– Rumi (via couturetionist)
Not gonna lie
I miss seeing your name pop up on my phone.
Fuck those "friends" who left you. Fuck that...
Dying to know but afraid to ask.