freeglacy:

angfoo:


Hells yes. And I used it as the ‘S’ for my
orryoloppy

freeglacy:

angfoo:

Hells yes. And I used it as the ‘S’ for my

orry
o
loppy

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kirstenxann:

TEN & NIK @ Caring SHOS



My Best and My Little :]

kirstenxann:

TEN & NIK @ Caring SHOS

My Best and My Little :]
rollero:

pautazzo:
I’m going to keep doing what I’m doing then.


I love a good flowchart.

rollero:

pautazzo:

I’m going to keep doing what I’m doing then.

I love a good flowchart.
My vagina is pulsating..
— some bitch on kanye’s blog HAHA (via freeglacy)
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They say that if you are unable to sleep, it’s because there’s someone thinking about you. That’s why if you can’t sleep, sorry, I can’t help it.

girardsays:

I still laugh when I watch this.

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At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing, where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, is usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we’ve chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them, the people that are still with you at the end of the day - those are the ones worth keeping. And sure, sometimes close can be too close. But sometimes, that invasion of personal space, it can be exactly what you need.
— (via creampuff) (via lovebot) (via girardsays)
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Hello.

kirstenxann:

Alright, for the past how many months I’ve been contemplating whether or not I should start a Tumblr. And after talking to Jos for about 1.5 seconds, he was able to convince me…sooo TA-DA!

Forever.

I don’t want to live forever but I am afraid of dying. I’m not scared of the concept nor how it’ll happen but I am afraid. I’m afraid that when I’m dying that I won’t have the feeling that I have lived.

Home on a Saturday night.

So I don’t know if people are brought into my life or if I’m brought into theirs. Either way life is full of opportunities and I’m a bit sad that I don’t take them.

I’ve always been one to over analyze a situation. I’ve always been one to care way too much. And I’ve always been one to be the nicer guy. Yeah this post is leading to the ever cliche topic of a significant other.

First off I’d like to say that this isn’t directed at anyone and that this is just my heart speaking for my mind as I haven’t followed my heart in a long time. I’d say I haven’t been doing so cause quite frankly it’s been scared. I do have to admit putting yourself out there is scary. We aren’t in high school anymore where significant others come and go. I don’t know about you but I’m sure not looking just to be another guy on someone’s list, as I’m not just some other guy.

As simp as this post feels it’s coming from my heart. I miss being the one that would protect her. I miss being the first person she would talk to in the morning and the last person before she would go to sleep. I miss knowing exactly what to do that would make her laugh when she was the most pissed at me. I miss staying in and renting movies. I miss surprises. I miss being able to be me.

Whoever she is, she’s out there somewhere and hopefully she misses these things just as much as I do.