Gabriela.

I dream of big city lights & a love I won't forget ❂

[officialwhitegirls]

[alreadymissings]

stripped & intimate 

[lipringsandsnapbacks-deactivate]

Luke in Dallas (8/7/15)

[lhemoans-deactivated20160723]

x

[ihugpugs]

[achxllxss]

HOW COME I HAVE NEVER SEEN THIS BEFORE😱😍

[aquus]

yes i would like to sign up for AP napping

[chasingbumblebees]

what I'd rather be doing

[davykesey]

[cocainexpapi-deactivated2014091]

Manhattan at 6 a.m.

[torsive]

BUT YOU REALLY GOTTA ACTUALLY CLICK ON THE PICTURE.

[teenagor]

favorite picture on here

[rileyix]

jesus

[staff]

Have an excellent 2015, Tumblr. 

[chasingbumblebees]

happy new year. im sitting in my bed watching Disney movies while eating a turkey sandwich. see you on the flipside.

[93749185789183]

"what will your kids think of that tattoo?" my kids aren’t going to give 2 shits because i’m not going to raise them to be a judgmental asshole like your parents did

[kylajaykay-deactivated20150102]

i’m just going to reblog this over and over again until i give myself carpal tunnel

[ruinedchildhood]

I wish I wish

With all my heart

TO FUCKING PASS MY CLASSES AND FINALS

[chasingbumblebees]

fuck yeah.

[dennys]

good luck, crispies

[jacensolorip]

It’s from Denny’s. Must be true.

[chasingbumblebees]

I remember that night perfectly. I remember the light of the night sky, I remember the smell of the ocean, I remember the outfit he was wearing, I remember the feeling of his arms around me and my body wrapped around his, I remember the smell of his blue, button down shirt, the look of his blue eyes, the exact damn place where we were standing. I remember it all. I remember every conversation that night, I remember the way I caught him look at me while we played volleyball in the pool, I remember seeing his face as he came down the water slide, I remember him turning back to make sure I was there, I remember him asking for my number, I remember his exact texts asking me if I wanted to spend my evening after dinner with him. I remember me telling him not to leave. I remember him wishing he could stay. I remember being on my run and him texting me telling me he was leaving at that moment. I remember sprinting to see if he was there to say goodbye. I remember him already being gone. I remember the last time I saw him was his arms wrapped around me, and mine around him, and not turning back as I walked away that night because I wanted that to be the way I remembered seeing him. I wonder if he turned around to look at me. 9:07 PM 12-8-14

[rydenarmani]

my hobbies

switching between the same three apps for hours

not speaking to anyone for days at a time

listening to the same songs i have been listening to for 20 years

imagining myself in situations that will literally never exist