he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Dan 😍😍😍😍. This new Bastille album is everything!!!!
Day Seven
-The Cat Lady returned. She purchased eight cans of cat food and a bag of chips. I asked how she was doing. She replied, “I don’t know, I just got here, this is all I want.” She appeared as confused as I was.
-A small child was with his mother. From the moment they entered the store to the moment they left, he was shouting, “MOMMY THAT’S OKAY. MOMMY THAT’S OKAY. MOMMY THAT’S OKAY.” His words echoed around the store for the entirety of their visit. His message remains unclear.
-A woman asked for a refund on a pair of sneakers for her infant. Mother returned, baby shoes, never worn.
-An old man was dressed in a hat that read “SANTA CLAUS” with a Santa Claus shirt. I want to know his motives. It is only September 2, but I appreciate his enthusiasm.
-Cat Lady came back. She purchased another case of cat food at the register next to mine. She then loudly announced that she wanted Chinese food. I am beginning to understand her.
-I spent my break on the phone outside of the store. While on the phone, I was looking at my iPod. While on the phone looking at my iPod, a Best Buy employee walked by, and serenaded me with a song about me. The only lyric I heard was “I got two phones because I got two hands.” I appreciate his art.
-A second grader sat in the back of his mothers cart. As they approached my lane, I heard him shout “Stupid snacks! I don’t want snacks! I want to go home! Snacks are stupid!” I haven’t disagreed with a person so thoroughly since I last heard Trump speak.
-His mother pushed the cart behind her in the hopes of hiding her embarrassment. I asked her how she was doing. She said “Good”. Her son yelled “No good”. I asked if she found everything alright. She said “Yes”. Her son yelled “No we did not”. I appreciate his honesty, but after his opinion on snacks, I decided to pay him no heed.
If you haven't read this yet, stop everything you're doing and read now. I basically live at Target (I have a problem, I can quit whenever I want) and am now wishing he worked at my Target 😂😂😂😂
Perfect kickoff to summer 💙💙💙💙 #Cam #DierksBentley #RandyHouser #SomewhereOnABeach #pncbanksartscenter #summerconcert (at PNC Bank Arts Center)
Me: Hair grows back. It’s not a big deal.
Also Me:
100% my reaction to Harry's haircut. Now selfies please!!!!
Current Read!!!! I absolutely love when new books land in my kindle and am so excited to get started on this one. 😍😍😍
When You Just Hate Books
Ok... So... I don't often hate books, but I was just thinking.... When I love a book, I shout it everywhere. I tweet about it, I leave reviews on GR and Amazon... But often when I dislike a book I mark it as read without rating it and casually forget to mention anything about it on Twitter. I think I'm too nice for book blogging 😝😅🤔☺️
I Wanna Write You a Song
I wrote a song. Ok, maybe I wrote a song. I'll never know since I am 100% terrible at singing. But it's so serious and so full of pain. Like, I didn't even know I had that inside me. I don't know where it came from, it just demanded to get out and have me write it down. I've been thinking about my maybe-song all day. To the point where I've started daydreaming, and all I can think is, "I wanna write you a song, wait, maybe I just did." (Obvs to the tune of 1Ds I Wanna Write You A Song.)
Full version of Liam’s feature on the mixtape +
😍😍😍. All I need is Liam and that cute laugh at the end
Do you think Harry knows how beautiful he is? Like that boy is just so pretty. (It's really just not fair to the rest of the world.)
Do I…?
Think Harry….?
Knows…?
How BEA-UTIFUL….?
HE IS…???
Yeah. The fucker knows. That beautiful piece of shit light of my life fire of my loins KNOWS!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGG!!!!!!
😍😍😍😍 DEAD
Yup!!! It finally happened! Me trolling Target for precious Harry finally worked out for me. Now all the boys are happily together spread out all over my room 💕💕💕
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Sitting on my floor watching TV cause my bed is full of laundry and Niall is all kinds of judging me... 😂😂😂
It only took three days for Little Mix to be slut shamed for their tour outfits. That’s got to be some sort of record.
🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽 I'm here for their voices, who cares what they wear. They're beautiful, strong, confident women and shouldn't be shamed like this 😒🤔
lirry au: liam is this hot muscular tattoo artist and harry is this adorable ray of sunshine who gets weird tattoos just as an excuse to talk to liam :)
plEASE!!! oh god, yes!!
I'm 100% here for more of this!
(◕﹏◕✿) +
Liam 😍😍😍
30 Days of Krista and Becca Ritchie >> an underappreciated rose/lily/daisy scene
“And what if…what if I’m having a bad day and I need you to walk into my room…and you do that thing where you open the curtains really fast and all the light floods in…” She bursts into tears.
It triggers Daisy, who begins to cry too.
And now I’m fucking crying. “Anyone can open your blinds.”
“Not like you do.” Lily’s waterworks won’t cease. Why did I ask for this? My eyes burn terribly, and no matter how many large inhales I take, a weight sinks on my chest. This isn’t goodbye, Rose.
Daisy adds tearfully, “I’m going to miss the sound of your heels in the morning.”
“And when you always put pop tarts in the toaster for us, even when you hate pop tarts,” Lily cries.
We’re all a mess. I squeeze their hands, but it only intensifies what remains between us, an underlying goodbye even if it’s not a permanent, fixed one. This is goodbye of our lives in one house together.
“I love you both,” I tell them strongly, “and I’ll always be here if you need me.”
“When,” Daisy corrects. “When we need you.”
😭😭😭😭