Its My Life. @torifierce-blog - Tumblr Blog

hey guys, hope your skin is clear and you get a text from someone you like real soon.

also that your lunch tastes good, you find twenty dollars on the ground, and that thing coming up that you were dreading turns out not so bad

loren-vance

Passing this good karma

pocketsofroses

I reblogged this 3 days ago and my skin got clear and I got a message from a guy who refers to me as queen yesterday. Good karma vibes all around.

needleboyy

My Team Cali i5 @ Duel In The Desert

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carpediemtomorrow

lesmemoirs

i’ve found my favourite

sunflower-mama

WELL SHIT

veryfunnymemes

kushandwizdom

Teen quotes

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this will always be my favourite post on tumblr ever ok

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death-beach

I need a part 2 to this

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varnishroan-blog

Meet Clyde…

kaciart

I don’t know what I was expecting

saveddata

Did Disney think Floridians were some alien race or something.

standhaft

We are

beauty-eunoia

too accurate

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Yes ^^^

mcqueenadillo

I design clothes because I don’t want women to look all innocent and naïve…I want woman to look stronger…I don’t like women to be taken advantage of…I don’t like men whistling at women in the street. I think they deserve more respect. I like men to keep their distance from women, I like men to be stunned by an entrance. I’ve seen a woman get nearly beaten to death by her husband. I know what misogyny is … I want people to be afraid of the women I dress”

Alexander McQueen (via deadlyvibes)

hopefor-thehopeless

you’re probably going to dance with another girl who will taste like fresh picked strawberries and smell like flowers blossom in her hair

and you’re probably going to choke down 5 shots of straight vodka and get the thought of me out of your head and focus on the girl dancing with you who wants to be your apple pie but you can’t see the diamonds in her eyes because you’re staring at the ones hanging around her neck and you can’t feel her pull you in closer because she’s reaching farther behind your head of dark hair and tapping shoulders of random guys she’s never even met

and when this happens I hope you run to the dingy bathroom and splash your face with dirty water and vomit up the words you never said because while you’re out drowning your heart in things I shouldn’t care about I’m here looking at the moon whispering how much I fucking love you

and if you take her home I swear to God the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what time it is and you’ll watch it shine across your bedroom floor where we danced and laughed and I almost told you that you are my night sky

and I hope the light catches your attention more than the sight of her would and I hope when you wake up all your remember is that roses are my favourite scented flower and you can’t escape the light of the moon