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Live.Laugh.Love.Remember<3

falling-in-love-with-fandoms:

hemosnixuality:

heathers-rivera:

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I AM PEEING MYSELF

 i lost my shit at adele then lost it harder at white chritsmas

kimpissible:

THERE IS ACTUALLY NOT A BETTER FEELING THAN TO HAVE A BESTFRIEND WHO ALSO THINKS OF U AS THEIR BESTFRIEND

tastefullyoffensive:

Crazy Ideas That Just Need to Happen Already [via]

Previously: Mind-Boggling Shower Thoughts

Forgive. Forget. Fake it. Chin up. Wear lipstick, make lists, make sure your voicemail isn’t full. Mix protein shakes, send timely thank you notes, sip drinks more slowly, stare at adults’ eyebrows, smile without dimples, develop perfect posture. Be gracious, be kind, eliminate self-pity. Look in the mirror and shift your internal monologue from ‘How do I look?’ to ‘This is my face,’ from ‘What the hell am I doing?’ to ‘This is my life.’ Capitalize your emails, read the news, walk briskly, stay focused, and never, ever let on that you are somewhat lost and sometimes lonely and so completely confused (and would someone please just let me know what it is I’m supposed to do next, where exactly I’m supposed to go–). Just keep going. Go, and do not stop.

~ A Checklist for the Age 19 (Jennifer Schaffer)

Call me at 4 am, and tell me it’s because you want to hear my voice.

~

(via soulsscrawl)

you used to do this

(via gluecksfang)

I’d care if the person I reblogged this from committed suicide.

stayamazingblog:

petersonlylostgirl:

You’re free, Genie &lt;3

So sad. :( RIP robin

stayamazingblog:

petersonlylostgirl:

You’re free, Genie <3

So sad. :( RIP robin

You’re not even good enough to be called a dick. You’re a fake dick. You’re a dildo

~

My brother Josh(talking about an asshole)

good one.

(via naturalnotforced)

Finding someone worth waking up to is better than finding someone to sleep with.

~ Unknown (via kushandwizdom)

subwaywhore:

Poking holes in dad’s condoms so someone else can do the dishes

floridastate-thesouthisgreat:

davenast:

mrblt:

ballerinasandbows:

missanimo:

j0hhnn:

This will always be my favorite picture.Her smile is so genuine and I can feel her from ten thousand miles away.She reminds me of you and how you used to look at me.

god this picture makes me happy

Ah it’s back on my dash. I can’t help from hitting reblog always

omg look how happy she is

That first comment is so real, it’s depressing. 

dixiebelleraisinhell
😍

floridastate-thesouthisgreat:

davenast:

mrblt:

ballerinasandbows:

missanimo:

j0hhnn:

This will always be my favorite picture.
Her smile is so genuine and I can feel her from ten thousand miles away.
She reminds me of you and how you used to look at me.

god this picture makes me happy

Ah it’s back on my dash. I can’t help from hitting reblog always

omg look how happy she is

That first comment is so real, it’s depressing. 

dixiebelleraisinhell
😍

dierwolf:

2014 was one of those years that started out like “THIS IS GOING TO BE GREAT!!!” and its halfway through and we have a war going on, a deadly disease has been spread, countless shootings have happened, racism is alive, more people have been leaving living things inside of hot cars, and robin williams is fucking dead

maggie-stiefvater:


O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
                         But O heart! heart! heart!
                            O the bleeding drops of red,
                               Where on the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
                         Here Captain! dear father!
                            The arm beneath your head!
                               It is some dream that on the deck,
                                 You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
                         Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
                            But I with mournful tread,
                               Walk the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.

Robin Williams. :(

maggie-stiefvater:

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
                         But O heart! heart! heart!
                            O the bleeding drops of red,
                               Where on the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
                         Here Captain! dear father!
                            The arm beneath your head!
                               It is some dream that on the deck,
                                 You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
                         Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
                            But I with mournful tread,
                               Walk the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.

Robin Williams. :(