vindicate∞

I'm socially awkward I reblog a variety of things and I post somewhat irrelevant posts. Thanks for viewing my blog! SHOUTOUTS HERE! LINKS: Tumblr Sister: littlem0ckingjay ♥ stuff I posted things I can relate to day challenges answered stuffs my tmv

[chillmilk]

Mae Urika Tay , Happy freaking 18th to you my good pal who listens to weird techno shit , wears orange shades and sometimes talk like a white guy . Here’s to the times you come over to my place for gaming sessions , cook up weird shit and devouring it like its a 5 star meal , watch vlogs , fangirl...

[holyshitwtf-blog]

HAHAHAHAHAHA AWWWWWWW I LOVE YOU HALILI YOU'RE THE COOLEST CHICK I KNOW, THANK YOU SO SO MUCH ♥ IDK IF THAT HEART EMOTICON THING STILL WORKS ON TUMBLR BUT ITS A HEART SHAPE I LOVE YOU THANK YOU AND LETS MAKE MORE FOOD LIKE THE MASTERCHEFS WE ARE!!!! YOUR 18TH IS COMING UP NEXT

[itsonlyyforever]

[asthentic]

Untitled by Mon amour est a Paris on Flickr.

[holyshitwtf-blog]

so, uhm, it's been a while. :)

[waitrose]

Does anyone else go on Wikipedia to look something up and then click on a bunch of random links and then half an hour later you’re 10 articles deep into the inner workings of Vietnamese politics

[sayingimages]

Faith is like wifi, it’s invisible but it has the power to connect you to what you need Follow this Tumblr for more beautiful images with quotes

[holyshitwtf-blog]

I still follow the same blogs on that new one :) thank you all for following me on holyshitwtf! much much love ♥

[capt-sparklez]

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Captainsparklez gave you a fence gate. Enjoy the chills of this audiopost.

Requested by kenguin

[holyshitwtf-blog]

Jordan why do you have such an intriguing voice..

[staypozitive]

[larmoyante]

We mistake sex for romance. Guys are taught that pushing a girl up against a wall is romance. Sex is easy; you can do it with anyone, yourself, with batteries. Romance is when someone you like walks into a room and they take your breath away. Romance is when two people are dancing and they fit together perfectly. Romance is when two people are walking next to each other and all of a sudden they find themselves holding hands, and they don’t know how that happened.

John C. Moffi  (via ivyinspired)

[holyshitwtf-blog]

sigh.

[holyshitwtf-blog]

[kenguin]

This is your Captain speaking.

[holyshitwtf-blog]

I love that hat ;w;

[holyshitwtf-blog]

I should stop trusting

[succumbingtothedepths-deactivat]

I thought this said “thrusting,” and so I disagreed. You can never thrust too much.

[holyshitwtf-blog]

[holyshitwtf-blog]

I should stop trusting

[atomos]

I don’t know you. The only thing I know about you is, you’re reading this. I don’t know if you’re happy or not; I don’t know whether you’re young or not. I sort of hope you’re young and sad. If you’re old and happy, I can imagine that you’ll smile to yourself when you hear me going, he broke my heart. You’ll remember someone who broke your heart, and you’ll think to yourself, oh yes, I remember how that feels. But you can’t, you smug old git. Oh you’ll remember feeling sort of pleasantly sad. You might remember listening to music and eating chocolates in your room, or walking along the embankment on your own, wrapped up in a winter coat and feeling lonely and brave. But can you remember how with every mouthful of food it felt like you were biting into your own stomach? Can you remember the taste of red wine as it came back up and into the toilet bowl? Can you remember dreaming every night that you were still together, that he was talking to you gently and touching you, so that every morning when you woke up you had to go through it all over again?

Nick Hornby (via atomos)