Why, thank you McDonald's. #IAintEvenMad #But #Murica

Love Begins

Andulka
Three Goblin Art
we're not kids anymore.

shark vs the universe
Jules of Nature
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

ellievsbear
d e v o n

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@theartofmadeline
noise dept.

Janaina Medeiros
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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Monterey Bay Aquarium

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@unrelentingmelody
Why, thank you McDonald's. #IAintEvenMad #But #Murica
Dynamic duo #WatchOutWorld
Free time= Pretty Little Liars marathon. I don't need sleep.. I need answers. #AndItIsOnlyTuesdayFolks
In bed at 4PM I held my pillow and thought 'oh well' in regards to my entire life.
Dear God, Please make me a bird so I can fly far, far away.
Burning Bridges
You and I were meant to be, ain't no doubt about it.. no way to hide that sort of thing. I'm not waiting for something better.. ain't nothing better worth imagining.
"bear with me" you say. we both turn into bears and escape into the woods
There.
You are the person that I will never stop looking for in a crowded place.
author: she didn't want to eat dinner because she doesn't like chicken noodle soup
english teacher: even though it doesn't say it, we can infer that 17 years ago she encountered an attack from chickens while on a trip to africa visiting her great aunt who was dying from pneumonia which she got from chickens that were being harvested for the great feast
on the floor of my room i have taped off the place i realized i was in love with you. i am letting the police in. they are going to outline the crime scene of the girl i was. they are going to bring their best forensic anaylysts and they’ll pull on blue gloves and measure each layer of dust and they’ll bring a doctor along so he can hold a stethoscope to my body and verify — she’s gone, officer, walking corpse syndrome, must be her heart was left too long on a backburner and crusted up into coal, officer, must be that she’s been poisoned by the broken promises we see scattered around her head, officer, or maybe it’s liver failure because she kept trying to drink away the memory of him, might just be from withdrawal because as we see from the bags under her eyes, the girl was an addict, the girl was shooting up a boy’s silver words in the backseat of her car, the girl was dropping acid visions of a perfect future onto her tongue so she could get high off his lies, the girl as absolutely head-over-heels and that’s why when she fell she hit the ground too hard
Dead Poets Society
Walk Away
Walk away and don't you dare say that you love me any more. It's been an uphill battle underwater with you and I for quite a while. And if you still loved me, you'd still be standing on my side of the door. And I wouldn't be falling asleep on the floor. Below the line that I have drawn down the middle of my bed that I won't cross. With the thoughts in my head that I refuse to acknowledge. You're gone, and I'm waiting up for someone who's never coming home. I tossed everything you left in a box at the back of my closet. But I still find new reminders scattered all around my room. And it doesn't help that the weather never reflects my mood. A sunny afternoon in the middle of December feels like Hell. It sent me searching for myself in the arms of someone else. That did anything but help. That's love, when you got it you don't need much. But when it's gone, you'll end up drunk and half asleep, with a feeling that you don't trust. That's love. But that's love, it's the worst kind of drug. When you don't got it, you want it. And when you do, it's not enough. That's love.