"I hate the fact you always feel like you have to be going somewhere, like the end destination is to be finished, or to be happy. But the truth is a lot of us are completely lost, and we don’t know, and that is also a state of mind, to not know who you are and where you’re going."

Lykke Li 

Everything you love is here

(via lovequotesrus)

ugly:

ONE WATERMELON FRESH FROM THE MANURE FIELD YOUR SPOOKYNESS


thefourteenthdoctor:

watchtheskytonight:

spirit-of-the-ocean:

my uncle used to be one of those people who drove dead people to cemeteries and such 

then he became a taxi driver and the person he was driving tapped his shoulder to ask a question and my uncle screamed really loud

IT’S BACK

I’m sure that’s what he thought.



why yalls garlic bread so nasty —Anonymous

olivegarden:

What the fuck. What thef. Uck. You come on here, you come into my house, you take a shit on my post you shit on garlic bread, you shit on everything I stand for, on this, the day of my daughter’s wedding… .

“One night Liam and I were goofing around and we ended up kissing.”


bands-books-benedict-buffy:

How I ended my English essay


thatweirdcanadian:

myocardiac:

i couldnt find my headphones and its late at night

solution: get a stethoscope and put it up to the speaker with the computer on low volume

if i cant find my headphones what makes you think im going to find a stethoscope just lying around


monobeartheater:

rosieroodoodeloo:

rneerkat:

im pretty sure somebody hid the final paragraph of my essay on a shelf i cant reach, but i dont want to jump to conclusions

IS THIS REAL.

LETS ALL APPRECIATE FOR A MOMENT THAT THE UNIVERSE EVOLVED JUST RIGHT TO MAKE THIS PUN POSSIBLE



tomorrownightalive:

Dan + tweets about Phil ☺️👬💕


discussing the booing they received at the VMA’s x