raysofthesun:

listen to it


But I can’t understand them when they speak all at once. Or what if the one that speaks Spanish is always right? I don’t know Spanish!!! && I don’t have any tacos!!

raysofthesun:

listen to it

But I can’t understand them when they speak all at once.
Or what if the one that speaks Spanish is always right?
I don’t know Spanish!!!
&& I don’t have any tacos!!

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Boom.

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Amen.

This.


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Boom.

Can everyone just reblog this once?

Amen.

This.

Sorry guys, I can’t not reblog this. 

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Drawing

Oh how I wish I could draw.
I have this picture in my head.
It explains exactly how I’m feeling.
It is perfect!
But there’s no way I’ll be able to draw it.
Curse you my lack of drawing skills!!
Grrrrr

I was looking at my timeline on Facebook && saw part of a conversation between my ex & me from when we were still together. 
Still makes me laugh 
&& I can hear him saying that in my head 
&& know exactly how he would sound. 
Doesn’t make me sad though. 
It’s more of an oh well feeling. 
Because we will never ever have conversations like that again. 
We haven’t had a relaxed conversation in a LONG time. 
But we’re parting ways now. 
Going off to college. 
I am finally going to be away from him && any reminders of him. 
It is going to help BIG time. 
Yes, I’ve moved on. 
Yes, I’ve let go. 
But there are still days when I hurt. 
Still days when I feel the heartbreak all over again. 
But parting will allow the last string that tethers me down to break. 
The last string that keeps me from being happy again. 
It will break. 
I won’t have the burden anymore. 
I will be free.

I was looking at my timeline on Facebook && saw part of a conversation between my ex & me from when we were still together.
Still makes me laugh
&& I can hear him saying that in my head
&& know exactly how he would sound.
Doesn’t make me sad though.
It’s more of an oh well feeling.
Because we will never ever have conversations like that again.
We haven’t had a relaxed conversation in a LONG time.
But we’re parting ways now.
Going off to college.
I am finally going to be away from him && any reminders of him.
It is going to help BIG time.
Yes, I’ve moved on.
Yes, I’ve let go.
But there are still days when I hurt.
Still days when I feel the heartbreak all over again.
But parting will allow the last string that tethers me down to break.
The last string that keeps me from being happy again.
It will break.
I won’t have the burden anymore.
I will be free.

dubste-ph:

oceankids:

summer-avenue:

0riginal-sluts:

this is my brother two years ago. we were at the park, just me and him, and he turned to me and said “kayla, don’t you ever wish there were no bad people in the world?” i thought it to be a funny thing for a 5 year old to say, but shrugged it off. last year, he didnt come home from school, we thought that being only in grade prep, he might’ve decided to go home with his bestfriend without telling us, but he didn’t.  the school confirmed they saw him get on his school bus after the bell rang. but thats all we knew, the bus driver said that he had gotten off a stop early, my mother was frantically searching the neighbourhood for him. we never found him. it’s been two years and we’re still looking for him, he was such a beautiful boy, and i cant help but think the worst. he could be anywhere in the world by now, so please, reblog this, no matter where you’re from, you could save a life. xx

if you dont reblog this i have no respect for you. help save a child’s life.

this literally breaks my heart

reblogging this won’t make your blog ugly.

dubste-ph:

oceankids:

summer-avenue:

0riginal-sluts:

this is my brother two years ago. we were at the park, just me and him, and he turned to me and said “kayla, don’t you ever wish there were no bad people in the world?” i thought it to be a funny thing for a 5 year old to say, but shrugged it off. last year, he didnt come home from school, we thought that being only in grade prep, he might’ve decided to go home with his bestfriend without telling us, but he didn’t.  the school confirmed they saw him get on his school bus after the bell rang. but thats all we knew, the bus driver said that he had gotten off a stop early, my mother was frantically searching the neighbourhood for him. we never found him. it’s been two years and we’re still looking for him, he was such a beautiful boy, and i cant help but think the worst. he could be anywhere in the world by now, so please, reblog this, no matter where you’re from, you could save a life. xx

if you dont reblog this i have no respect for you. help save a child’s life.

this literally breaks my heart

reblogging this won’t make your blog ugly.

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