what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies?
Woah woah wait
you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most”
that would explain why, because you would actually be inhaling little parts of them over time
Oh my god
(via 1-800-vics-churro)
Abandoned Amusement Park in New Orleans
(Source: motionburnsthemood, via 1-800-vics-churro)
I fucking love you, BBC.
Is no-one going to comment on the title of the news report?
(via 1-800-vics-churro)
here’s a list of what i’d like to do with you:
- hug
- go on walks while holding hands
- smile
- kiss
- cuddle
- have cute little dates
- have movie nights
- take adorable pictures
- go new places
- try new things
- fall in love
- brutally fuck you
- look at the stars
- do everything i was ever scared to do alone.
THIS MADE ME START HYPERVENTILATING which is really ironic
that was fucking terrifying
your tension has been exterminated
EXTERMINATED
THIS IS THE GREATEST THING EVER
(Source: deduce-you-fools, via smilingpurpleturtle)
Reminder of: reason for eggplant’s name
OH MY GOD I HAVE WONDERED ABOUT THIS MY WHOLE LIFE
(via frostpebble)
Two bald eagles in air battle crash-land at airport
Dude these two eagles were fighting mid-air and got stuck. They crash landed at an airport and both survived.
How hardcore is that? Look at their faces tho.
Its like “I swear to GAWD Jerry”
(via frostpebble)
| Me during marching season: | fuck I hate this |
| Me during marching season: | fuck this mellophone |
| Me during marching season: | dammit why am I out of tune again |
| Me during marching season: | did I just seriously splat that note what the fuck |
| Me during marching season: | no khannah that's a pothole don't fall into that |
| Me during marching season: | I hope I die so I never have to do this again |
| Me during the off-season: | I MISS MARCHING BAND SO MUCH SOOOOOBBB |
“Every kiss begins with k” I whisper as I read the one letter reply from my crush
(via ohmyromie)
if you’re gay and someone asks you who the man in your relationship is
just look up at the sky and go
‘it’s jesus
jesus is our man’
(Source: anklegators, via ohmyromie)