breathe.

dscourage:

the problem with me is that i care too much about what others think of me & it literally kills me 

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i-vemadeamessofme:

Why must Matt Corby and all his friends be so delicious.
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nasty-gal-mentality:

nowifeymaterialx:

everythingpersian:

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bombing:

cop: who the hell ordered all these pizzas

me: you said i got one phone call

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milesjai:

yoyo-blaze:

Keke Palmer gets a surprise from her number, number, number, NUMBER 1 crush, Michael Ealy. She loses her mind, and it’s hilarious! I would have done the same thing.

ok so im gonna have to start watchin this show


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silohouettes:

The difference between period pains and getting kicked in the balls is that one is a compulsory monthly event and the other one is probably because you were being a dick.

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I want you. I want to throw you against a wall, wrap your legs around my waist and kiss you. Kiss you until we have to stop to catch our breaths. I want you and only you. I want to take you on road trips that lead us to pulling over on the side of the road because we can’t keep our hands off each other. I want you and your flaws. I want your messy makeup from teary eyes as I hold you and talk to you about life. I want the 3am phone calls because you can’t sleep at night. I want to be yours and only yours. I want to taste all your cooking, even if it’s not good, even if it’s experimenting I’d have you cook every meal for the rest of my life. I want you. I want my trembling hands to grab your waist and dance with you in the middle of an empty room. I want to struggle on days when I can’t see you. I want to fight about meaningless stuff that will lead to meaningful sex. I want you. I want your hand to rest on my forearm as we enter a party, so I can reassure you that you are safe with me. I want to sing to you in the shower and have you shut me up with kisses because we both know I’m no singer. I want the ups and downs, the winter and summer days. I want you and only you… (via deliriousmistakesmisunderstood)

(Source: h0pefulkid-withaninkedupheart)


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riverofbones:

vintage & summer ❂