shesaysisweartoomuch:

lorriebm11:

buttpoems:

a drawing about optimism

I don’t know why but that last line made me laugh really hard

this is one of my favourite comic strips of all time

Anonymous: my god, you are one ultra-fine sharpie ;u;

th… than… thank you…

mu-sical:

two drifters, off to see the world

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songattic:

The Monkees - Daydream Believer

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen

#RIPDavyJones

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parise:

Strreey Fight - Hedley (2005)

So buy me the ocean
And paint it with pretty stars
And sell me to something
Take me anywhere but here

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sup

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jaybeagles:

ok you lil sports fans hockey season’s around the corner and i can’t find the old list so i’m making another one with links to streams to watch the games live. not sure how many of them will still work for hockey but hey, i’ll take my chances.

the ones with astericks are the ones i used all last season so. CARRY ON CHILDREN, CARRY ON

fuckyeahitspcola:

MY ANACONDA DON’T!

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MY ANACONDA DON’T!

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MY ANACONDA DON’T WANT NUN UNLESS YOU GOT BUNS HUN!

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ayyoo-river:

gf: hey come over ;)

me: i cant im in bonnie tyler’s music video for total eclipse of the heart

gf: my parents aren’t home

me:

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shitty feelin

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"I cannot say I am not lonely, for there is a void in me that still longs for a smiling face to have by my side. I’ll write novels to the day you became my saviour, and poems to the love we have yet to feel. I will paint you the sun on a rainy day, and I will let the clouds cover it like the sheets we wear upon our waists. We are not alone, we are not lonely, we are lost. We are lost in the eyes we have yet to look in, and my god, I’d love to look in them again."
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"I ‘never told my love’ vocally; still, if looks have language, the merest idiot might have guessed I was over head and ears: she understood me at last, and looked a return — the sweetest of all imaginable looks."

Emily Brontë, from Wuthering Heights (via violentwavesofemotion)
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