I love you still. After everything. I love you.

amethystarcher:

drunkartie:

nom-chompsky:

kyssthis16:

kit-kat-o-graham:

alcoholicgifts:

merlinsbearddd:

dionthesocialist:

yeezysdisciple:

hamburgerjack:

ai-yo:

sooolondon:

yeezysdisciple:

cherishherthoughts:

There is no “U” in Freedom.

Its called English and not American for a reason. Get with the U America  

Exactly!!!!!!

And this is a biscuit

and this is jelly

and these are called crisps

Get it right

You’re all freaks. We rebeled for a reason.

yall wasn’t talking all that shit when we whooped that ass back in the 1700’s

step to us one more gin see don’t we do it again. 

Don’t forget who had your back during WWII.

Literally my fave thing about the USA is how we said “fuck your redcoat language” when England acted stupid and made weird changes like dropping the U (and other stuff)

have we all conveniently forgotten who else uses the u?

(Source: youknowyourebritishwhen, via holymotherofrowling)

Sweet potatoes need sweet dreams.

(Source: astroize, via tumboner)

I fucking hate him.

I hate that I cared so much for him, and now he is sitting pretty in Dothan not giving a single care for me.

I hate this.

fuckyeahtattoos:

it is a sad and beautiful world from a jim jarmusch film <3 cause im a film dork <3

Now that’s just ridiculous…no cheese?

(via somewonderfulnonsense)

(Source: stupidsexyj182, via tumboner)

(Source: hotsouls, via hurleycsr)

I dated someone
for the first time
in two years.
Didnt even make it a month
and now Im just sitting here

Its taken me
WAY too long to graduate.
I miss home
but have no friends that wait.
Yeah, and all my friends here
are 13 years younger
than me.


My relationship with
mom and dad is getting
really really weird.
And all my high school friends have
up and disapeared.


Im broke.
Im unhealthy.
And my grades are really shitty.


My friend
these are the dark days.

homestuckfandom:

moosesmeeses:

Someone tied a balloon to a dead pigeon. 

he’ll be ok

(via cdixons)

(Source: agroans)

Quinn: I know you think it’s hard to be you, Rachel, but at least you don’t have to be terrified all the time.
Rachel: What are you so scared of?
Quinn: The future. When all this is gone.
Rachel: Look, you have nothing to be scared of. You’re a very pretty girl, Quinn. Prettiest girl I’ve ever met, but you’re a lot more than that.

(via flowerinyourextensions)