Johnny Dunham

[gqa1]

Reblog In 5 seconds for good luck

[nullelemental]

​this worked last night lets go for round two

[dogsandpupsdaily]

[canabish]

Grab her face and kiss her because you never know if you’ll ever see her again or taste her lips or smell her hair. When you see her don’t forget to capture the light dancing in her eyes when she’s talking about something she loves or the way she burrows her eyebrows when she’s about to kiss you. Don’t forget a single detail, because maybe you’ll never see it again.

[retr0philia]

this is really important.

[anafreaksout]

This is really important.

[johndunham-blog]

If you could only see in yourself, what I see in you. You’d wake up every morning and smile at yourself.

[nevver]

[cpassikoff]

This is the bed where we fell in love. (Some may say it was New York, but that was messy and made me sad for too long.) 

This is where we slept before we slept together.  This is where we made music and art before we made love.  This is where girls and guys could be just friends.  This is where we ate fast food and watched horror movies (even though I hated that.) This is where we kissed when we shouldn’t have. This is where I held you at two AM, when you sobbed and begged me not to leave.  This is where I sobbed, too, and told you I had to, but I wasn’t really going anywhere.  This is where we talked until the sun came up. This is where I drew branches on your arm.  This is where I ran to at 6 AM when I wasn’t sure what was going to happen. This is where we tried to not let this happen. (That lasted a total of eight hours.) This is where I called “home” when home became an idea and not a place.  This is where we took obnoxious pictures and sent them to everyone in our phone contacts. (This is why everyone hates us, probably.)  This is where I told you I was (20%) sure this wasn’t what it was before. This is where I was sad about her and you rolled over at me until I started crying because you don’t know how to be mad at me.  This is where we stared into each other’s eyes for at least an hour and didn’t say a word. (It was the most comforting feeling I can recall.) This is where you told me you were (85%) in love with me. (You later told me it was 100%, but I started the percentages, I guess.) This is where we decided we were in love with each other.  This is where you loved me for the first time. This is where you loved me a lot more times. This is where we started hi-fiving after because we’re best friends first.  This is where you read me your favorite books.  This is where we slept, with the sheet that didn’t always fit, then the fuzzy sheet, and sometimes no sheet at all.  This is where I decided that I don’t care if “they saw this coming three years ago” because we didn’t see it coming three years ago and we don’t owe anyone a fucking explanation.  This is where I think I really saw you for the first time. This is where I decided I never wanted to be without you. This is where you told me I never had to. This is where I fell in love with my best friend. 

This is not where we will continue to love. My bed in Philadelphia is now our bed in Philadelphia.  We will fall asleep/wake up in a bed that is not this one, but I will continue to love you just as much. 

I promise. 

[fnrk]

I’m fucking sobbing

[karruechetran]

[johndunham-blog]

I feel like I hear "I'm sorry" more than I hear "I love you" anymore. Dissapointing.

[halseycon]

[a-momentary-epiphany-deactivate]

Visit Original Link

[cuntamination]

[3m4re-deactivated20140127]

If this isn’t on your blog I’m judging you.

[johndunham-blog]

I hate that Facebook always asks: "What's on your mind?" Jeez if I really told you I'd get locked up in a mental institution and they would throw away the key. Indefinitely

[toothpastelove]

[tastefullyoffensive]

[kaible-deactivated20181205]

This is one of my favorite posts because that cat’s fucking name is fucking meatloaf

Let us just appreciate that this person’s dad didn’t know when they would be home and so he couldn’t plan for them to be able to join the family for dinner, but he knew with no doubts that dear sweet Meatloaf staying in that exact position for hours was an absolute in this scenario. Truly, that cat was named well.

[theprophetchuck]

lookit little meatloaf

[arvidabystrom]

[vein]

wow

[clubfauna]

this is fucking thought provoking 

[oe9]

brands are for the sake of advertising so people will remember their company and hopefully buy from them, this is a known business tactic. trees do not want to sell anything and probably couldn’t care less if you don’t recognize them theyre fucking plants bye

[youaladyskwisgaar]

People are more focused on branding and spending money than learning about the world around them. So fuck you for defending that.

[rottenrobbie]

I’m with the first guy. Brands are designed to be recognized. You can’t help that. But unless you’re using plants in your field or are just a big nature nerd there will rarely be a need for you to recognize every plant by their foliage.

Might as well learn every different kind of mineral, gas, compound, organism, etc in the universe ever.

[tenderrule34]

“Mom can you tell me what leaf this is?”

“Honey I honestly have no idea”

“Fuck you mom, you consumerist sheep”.

[oliverswinford-deactivated20190]

You don’t meet people by accident.

(via oliverswinford)

[deep-sexts]

[wtfmaleny]

my heart shattered into a trillion pieces omg

[place0fperfecti0n]

my heart is breaking

[recklessly--lost]

I’m so sad

[if-love-isa-labor-deactivated20]

My best friend in the whole world died in 2011 and one time I was really missing her. So I texted her, “I miss you so much. I know this isn’t who I want it to be, I just had to tell her”. And a guy replied and said, “it’s ok. I know you miss her. You can talk to me whenever you’d like”.