♕High Till' I Die♕




ask-koki-kariya:

suprarationality:

The Fault in Our Stepbrothers

Megan?Megan.
nicolezai:

I will never not like this woman

thevoicecalledcheesecake:

In case you still don’t understand how badly women have had it, when anaesthetic was first invented doctors weren’t allowed to give it to women who were giving birth because the church said that the pain of childbirth was God punishing women for not being men

(via n0onelikesy0u)

72tattoo:

Samantha Smith
hazzaqt:

Can’t believe Zayn’s leaving 1D :/
ibelieveinthilbo:

the—fandom—has—claimed—me:

ropunzel:

brigwife:

borrowed-blue-box:

REALLY, AGAIN? THE FUCKING REBLOG BUTTON WASRIGHTTHEREJESUS CRUST

jesus crust


this post is a mess

That is a tortilla. Tortillas do not have crusts.
fierrrrrrce:

theprodigalson5:

I need a girl like this

If you act like a real man, any girl would do this for you.
dekutree:

that’s a *scans* *beep* $2 hairdo
racingbarakarts:

I’ve made a mistake
drdrevevo:

I told my mom I didn’t wanna go to the store with her
"Here’s why I will be a good person. Because I listen. I cannot talk, so I listen very well. I never deflect the course of the conversation with a comment of my own. People, if you pay attention to them, change the direction of one another’s conversations constantly. It’s like being a passenger in your car who suddenly grabs the steering wheel and turns you down a side street. For instance, if we met at a party and I wanted to tell you a story about the time I needed to get a soccer ball in my neighbor’s yard but his dog chased me and I had to jump into a swimming pool to escape, and I began telling the story, you, hearing the words “soccer” and “neighbor” in the same sentence, might interrupt and mention that your childhood neighbor was Pele, the famous soccer player, and I might be courteous and say, Didn’t he play for the Cosmos of New York? Did you grow up in New York? And you might reply that, no, you grew up in Brazil on the streets of Tres Coracoes with Pele, and I might say, I thought you were from Tennessee, and you might say not originally, and then go on to outline your genealogy at length. So my initial conversational gambit - that I had a funny story about being chased by my neighbor’s dog - would be totally lost, and only because you had to tell me all about Pele. Learn to listen! I beg of you. Pretend you are a dog like me and listen to other people rather than steal their stories."
Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the Rain (via wordsnquotes)
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