Small Town; Big World

svvords:

*barges out of coffin at funeral yelling sike*

plottwistiamlindsaylohan:

white people are out of control

plottwistiamlindsaylohan:

white people are out of control

distraction:

manysidesofmyself:

excusemybrain:

Best response to the “are you on your period?” question goes to Leonardo DiCaprio

and still no Oscar

Sigh

Confidence isn’t walking into a room with your nose in the air, and thinking you are better than everyone else, it’s walking into a room and not having to compare yourself to anyone else in the first place.
(via zaeynmalik)

thesorrovv:

ma’am im sorry but that baby was due today, i don’t care if its not done just turn in what you have

elissamvp:

When you say something smart and people are shocked

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Me: i'm over my crush
Crush: hey
Me: nvm
neverlaur:

neverlaur:

bowlingforwhoop:

neverlaur:

So my Dad and brother took separate cars to dinner tonight, and this happened.

they look like they are arguing about who is going to go home and change

Oh, they were.
Jake: You’ve got to be kidding meDad: You SAW me walk through the kitchen on my way to pick up your sister!Jake: No seriously do you have an extra shirt in your car this is ridiculous

Oh my god they’re gonna kill me they didn’t want to even walk into the restaurant together let alone have this many people reblog this photo

neverlaur:

neverlaur:

bowlingforwhoop:

neverlaur:

So my Dad and brother took separate cars to dinner tonight, and this happened.

they look like they are arguing about who is going to go home and change

Oh, they were.

Jake: You’ve got to be kidding me
Dad: You SAW me walk through the kitchen on my way to pick up your sister!
Jake: No seriously do you have an extra shirt in your car this is ridiculous

Oh my god they’re gonna kill me they didn’t want to even walk into the restaurant together let alone have this many people reblog this photo

flapwagon:

haha, ok, i imagined some dragons, now what

The worst kind of love is when you love
through the disgusting—
when you’re bad for each other
and you know it
and you keep on loving
and it tears you apart.
The worst is when you can’t get enough of it.
You’re running to their mouth
like you’re looking for a fix;
you promise yourself,
just one last time.
But the last time becomes the next time
and you wear their bruises
in a ring around your neck,
and tell yourself it’s poetic
to wear hickeys like a hanging.
You try to shake them from your bones,
but they’ve soaked into the marrow,
made sponges of your femurs.
Your legs give out at the knees
and you call it love.
They say the warning sign
is when you think you need one another.
They say that’s where it starts.
But you’ve never loved by halves
and you don’t know how to stop.
The worst is when you lose yourself loving
but you have always loved that way
and you don’t think there’s anything
you can do about it.
2 AM Sunrise, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)

'The Spectacular Now' Deleted Scene
 We lie there silently for a long time, and I stroke her hair until finally she’s like, “You’re incredible. It was like we were just one soul joined together.”
I kiss her forehead and go, “Thanks. I guess it’s pretty easy to seem incredible to someone on their first time.”