Daniel

Just bands and love.

heykarli:

My friends mom is 4’9 and her dad is 6’5. Whenever she is mad at him, she grabs a chair to yell in his face. Everytime that happens, he’s laughing too hard for her to stay mad. They say it’s the only way they’ve been married for so long.

(via ofmiceandhanna)

Tumblr Code.

geekishchic:

If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”

that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything

I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person

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must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!

Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.

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always reblog tumblr identification

(via ofmiceandhanna)

horribl-e:

deadlightsgirl:

psyched-over-sykes:

CORGI HUSKY MIXED. THEY STAY THAT LITTLE IM DYINGGGG

BREED ALL THE THINGS WITH CORGIS
BREED THIS COFFEPOT WITH A CORGI
IT WILL BE A CORGIPOT


I NEED IT

horribl-e:

deadlightsgirl:

psyched-over-sykes:

CORGI HUSKY MIXED. THEY STAY THAT LITTLE IM DYINGGGG

BREED ALL THE THINGS WITH CORGIS

BREED THIS COFFEPOT WITH A CORGI

IT WILL BE A CORGIPOT

I NEED IT

(via ofmiceandhanna)

vintagelittleteacup:

california-studs:

fastenyourfuckingbelts:

polluteify:

im-simply-me:

1hey:

it hurt when I stumbled across her.  she was like broken glass all along the floor.  but it was beautiful and my curiosity got the best of me.  I remember looking at her and all I could see was pain.  she had this insane look of desperation; you could almost feel it. and yet her eyes were still hollow; like the life had been sucked out of her.  I wanted to pick up her pieces.  I wanted to put her back together. and so I tried. I really did. I got a little cut along the way.  the more I tried to fix her the more fragile I became myself but I didn’t care.  I wanted to see her happy.  every time I made her laugh I thought about how I wanted to make her laugh forever.  she was getting better.  eventually she was put together enough to get up and walk away.  but she didn’t take me with her.  and I’ve been stuck sitting here where I first found her. wondering if the pieces left on the floor are hers or mine. I should probably get the fuck up.

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL OHMYGOD

wow..

This actually fucking hurt to read.

THIS HURT SO MUCH TO READ

Oh my god, this is so heartbreaking yet so fucking beautiful to read. Just wow, I’m speechless.

vintagelittleteacup:

california-studs:

fastenyourfuckingbelts:

polluteify:

im-simply-me:

1hey:

it hurt when I stumbled across her.
she was like broken glass all along the floor.
but it was beautiful and my curiosity got the best of me.
I remember looking at her and all I could see was pain.
she had this insane look of desperation; you could almost feel it.
and yet her eyes were still hollow; like the life had been sucked out of her.
I wanted to pick up her pieces.
I wanted to put her back together.
and so I tried. I really did.
I got a little cut along the way.
the more I tried to fix her the more fragile I became myself but I didn’t care.
I wanted to see her happy.
every time I made her laugh I thought about how I wanted to make her laugh forever.
she was getting better.
eventually she was put together enough to get up and walk away.
but she didn’t take me with her.
and I’ve been stuck sitting here where I first found her.
wondering if the pieces left on the floor are hers or mine.
I should probably get the fuck up.

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL OHMYGOD

wow..

This actually fucking hurt to read.

THIS HURT SO MUCH TO READ

Oh my god, this is so heartbreaking yet so fucking beautiful to read. Just wow, I’m speechless.

(via sempitrnal)

saviourandy:

tommoirwin:

the-balconyscene:

bandsoffthewalls:

This is the smile of a man who is in love.

AHHHH

his eyes are sparkling im gonna cry

THIS IS SO CUTE

(via sempitrnal)

one-after-nineonine:

i did a push up why am i still fat

(via stability)

stardusttx:

grapewallofchina:

your life hasn’t been completed until you see giraffes fighting 

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you’re welcome

i thought they were partying

(via stability)