can-u-not-my-wayward-son:

suspnd:

suspnd:

suspnd:

my best friend just realized 30 minutes before her curfew that she’s an hour away from home in the most dangerous part of the city alone with the buses no longer running so she calls the police to take her home i cant stop laughing

update the cop that came to pick her up is a hot 20 year old guy thats flirting with her and now im not laughing anymore

SHE FUCKING HOOKED UP WITH THE COP

fuck the police

astronorner:

Things to look forward to in October
1. Halloweentown
2. Halloweentown 2 Kalabar’s Revenge
3. Halloweentown High
4. Return to Hallloweentown

cumberbatchaddictsanonymous:

ottermatopoeia:

mattniskanenseyebrows:

OCTOBER IS NEXT WEEK

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OCTOBER IS THIS WEEK
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OCTOBER IS TOMORROW

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flowury:

please do yourself a favor and date the biggest fckn nerd u can get ur hands on

(Source: flowury)

helloradness:

Girls are told to be skinny but not too skinny and to wear makeup but not so much that guys can tell and to dress in revealing clothes but not too revealing or else you’re a slut and a hundred other contradictory standards so I think guys can deal with being made fun of for wearing fedoras

(Source: gaydicks420)

la-rinascente:

Instead of leaking celebrity photos we could leak pdf versions of college textbooks? Idk just an idea

nikolaecuza:

danosaurs-and-philions:

im a bad person who thinks bad thoughts like ‘ew what is that girl wearing’ and then remember that im supposed to be positive about all things and then think ‘no she can wear what she wants, fuck what other people say damn girl u look fabulous’ and im just a teeny bit hypocritical tbh

I was always taught by my mother, That the first thought that goes through your mind is what you have been conditioned to think. What you think next defines who you are.

,,

I knew we found love at 5 AM. Our short phone call had turned into 6 hours long. You had to get up in a few hours but you stayed on the phone with me all night. My cheeks hurt from smiling so hard into my cell phone and my eyes were drooping and I couldn’t stop yawning but my heart was wide awake.

I knew we found love under a frozen sky. My lips were frosty and chapped, but you still kissed me anyway. I could see our passionate frantic breaths between each kiss, your spit froze onto my face but I couldn’t care less. I was blushing, but I don’t think you could tell because we were so flushed from the cold.

I knew we found love the day I met your family. At dinner they kept asking me questions and I was so nervous that I could barely even respond. My hand was shaking so hard that you held it under the table to calm me down. When they weren’t looking you mouthed “I love you” to me and without hesitation I mouthed it back.

I knew we found love during our first fight. My mouth was sore from screaming and my eyes stung from the tears that trickled endlessly down my face. You wrapped your arms around me so tightly that I wasn’t sure where I started and you began. You softly whispered I’m sorry into my ear and I frowned. Not because I was still angry about what happened, but because I knew no matter what you did, I’d always be yours.

I knew we found love, when you touched me in a way that no one else had before. Your hands wandered across me, as if you knew exactly where they needed to be. Your dilated pupils looked at me through the dark and shimmered. You grinned. There was no turning back.

I knew I lost love, when you wiped the tears off my cheek, and the only word that left my mouth was “stay”. I watched you walk away into the street from my window, I slid down the wall and felt my heart slowly stop. Everything was dark and cold. I wanted you so bad. It’s just the feelings were still there but you weren’t.

(H.S) losing you - dumbdaisies (via headonyourchest)

lordtrash:

If I ever like your sad post

It is support

I am not enjoying your tears

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can-u-not-my-wayward-son:

suspnd:

suspnd:

suspnd:

my best friend just realized 30 minutes before her curfew that she’s an hour away from home in the most dangerous part of the city alone with the buses no longer running so she calls the police to take her home i cant stop laughing

update the cop that came to pick her up is a hot 20 year old guy thats flirting with her and now im not laughing anymore

SHE FUCKING HOOKED UP WITH THE COP

fuck the police

My heart talks about nothing but you.
Albert Camus, from The Just (via violentwavesofemotion)

astronorner:

Things to look forward to in October
1. Halloweentown
2. Halloweentown 2 Kalabar’s Revenge
3. Halloweentown High
4. Return to Hallloweentown

cumberbatchaddictsanonymous:

ottermatopoeia:

mattniskanenseyebrows:

OCTOBER IS NEXT WEEK

image

OCTOBER IS THIS WEEK
image

OCTOBER IS TOMORROW

image

flowury:

please do yourself a favor and date the biggest fckn nerd u can get ur hands on

(Source: flowury)

helloradness:

Girls are told to be skinny but not too skinny and to wear makeup but not so much that guys can tell and to dress in revealing clothes but not too revealing or else you’re a slut and a hundred other contradictory standards so I think guys can deal with being made fun of for wearing fedoras

(Source: gaydicks420)

la-rinascente:

Instead of leaking celebrity photos we could leak pdf versions of college textbooks? Idk just an idea

nikolaecuza:

danosaurs-and-philions:

im a bad person who thinks bad thoughts like ‘ew what is that girl wearing’ and then remember that im supposed to be positive about all things and then think ‘no she can wear what she wants, fuck what other people say damn girl u look fabulous’ and im just a teeny bit hypocritical tbh

I was always taught by my mother, That the first thought that goes through your mind is what you have been conditioned to think. What you think next defines who you are.

I knew we found love at 5 AM. Our short phone call had turned into 6 hours long. You had to get up in a few hours but you stayed on the phone with me all night. My cheeks hurt from smiling so hard into my cell phone and my eyes were drooping and I couldn’t stop yawning but my heart was wide awake.

I knew we found love under a frozen sky. My lips were frosty and chapped, but you still kissed me anyway. I could see our passionate frantic breaths between each kiss, your spit froze onto my face but I couldn’t care less. I was blushing, but I don’t think you could tell because we were so flushed from the cold.

I knew we found love the day I met your family. At dinner they kept asking me questions and I was so nervous that I could barely even respond. My hand was shaking so hard that you held it under the table to calm me down. When they weren’t looking you mouthed “I love you” to me and without hesitation I mouthed it back.

I knew we found love during our first fight. My mouth was sore from screaming and my eyes stung from the tears that trickled endlessly down my face. You wrapped your arms around me so tightly that I wasn’t sure where I started and you began. You softly whispered I’m sorry into my ear and I frowned. Not because I was still angry about what happened, but because I knew no matter what you did, I’d always be yours.

I knew we found love, when you touched me in a way that no one else had before. Your hands wandered across me, as if you knew exactly where they needed to be. Your dilated pupils looked at me through the dark and shimmered. You grinned. There was no turning back.

I knew I lost love, when you wiped the tears off my cheek, and the only word that left my mouth was “stay”. I watched you walk away into the street from my window, I slid down the wall and felt my heart slowly stop. Everything was dark and cold. I wanted you so bad. It’s just the feelings were still there but you weren’t.


(H.S) losing you - dumbdaisies (via headonyourchest)

lordtrash:

If I ever like your sad post

It is support

I am not enjoying your tears