I want to live my life, carrying my memories with me. Even if those memories are painful, even if those memories do nothing but hurt me, even if I wish I could forget those memories… As long as I keep carrying them with me, and don’t run away from them… Someday, I believe I will get to the point where I’m not oppressed by those memories. That’s what I want to believe. I’d like to think that there’s not a single memory that I have which would be okay to forget.

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conversationswithbees:

The first time I ever felt old was when I was in a store and No Doubt was playing over the radio and I overheard a teenager refer to them as ‘some old band my Mum listens to’

lustt-and-luxury:

*makes last minute adjustments to life goals*

lustt-and-luxury:

*makes last minute adjustments to life goals*

Reblogged from warpedbelief
Reblogged from warpedbelief

wildpens:

This baby knows x

Reblogged from warpedbelief
Reblogged from warpedbelief

unperceptible:

"how would you describe yourself"

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loszagalesdelvater:

James Marsden

loszagalesdelvater:

James Marsden

make me choose;; anonymous asked: isaac lahey or sebastian smythe

I will always love the false image I had of you.
— (via losdir)
fantastico-extravaganza:

shemhazaile:

s00005aa55yah:

open up its the fbi

this dog looks like ryan gosling 

i don’t know how i see it but i see it

fantastico-extravaganza:

shemhazaile:

s00005aa55yah:

open up its the fbi

this dog looks like ryan gosling 

i don’t know how i see it but i see it

greathaircut:

if you plug your headphones into a hole in tree you can hear tree thoughts. stuff like “birds live in my hair” “water is my favorite” “the sun is my boyfriend”