foxyshy:

school nurse be like

image

(via manda)


hugstyles:

why couldn’t i be born with an older brother who is my best friend and has hot friends that flirt with me and drives me places like mcdonalds when im sad and punches rude boys in the face for me.

(via planetsoda)


sarah-scales:

We have one kitten left at work and he does not like to be ignored! He demands you pay attention to his cute!

(via manda)



seriousjones:

me: *walking out of the class on the last day* oh, and by the way, you may have all thought i was the quiet kid….but i run a comedy blog with over 65 followers

everyone: (speechless)

(via kingcheddarxvii)


He love this fat ass hhahahahahjahahsjskkaakak
A six word story (via emobean)

(via laughingnancy)


unkemptly:

trying to play hard to get while being hard to want

(via laughingnancy)


mosaicbrokenhearts:

youmakemecrazier:

wildestdreams-89:

Dear Taylor, My name is Jessica. I’m 20 years old, and I’m a Swiftie. I’m also dying.
In Jan ‘13 I was diagnosed with terminal heart failure. I will lose my battle but because of you every day I win the war. You help me choose happiness, hope and love over sadness, bitterness and pain. You help me dance and sing and twirl when I want to curl up and cry. You help me choose life. I’m so happy to be alive, to watch the clouds, see the stars, taste the snowflakes. I’m so honoured to feel the grass between my toes and to hear your voice playing from the radio. Your music holds my hand when I am sad, and cheers my corner when I’m happy. You’ve achieved so much, so young, and you prove to me every day that a good and full life is not measured in years, but in what you do within those years. Thank you for giving me the strength to carry on, and to fight. I had so many dreams that will never be realised, but you inspire me to try. Because what is life without hopeless attempts at dreams ? I dream to see you in person, I know the chances are next to impossible because I’m from the UK, but I’m visiting New York for treatment on my heart in October and I can’t help but hope that one dream can still come true. That I’ll meet you and be able to tell you just how wonderful you are. That I’ll get to hug you and thank you face to face (the way my Mama taught me!) but if not, please know I love you and I am so grateful for my little slice of happiness. No one can save my life, but you’re saving my soul. Thank you for inspiring me to be exactly who I am, through highs and lows. Because of you, I know that being me is enough. Love Jessica xxx

taylorswift

taylorswift

taylorswift

(via andifeelperfectlyfine)


theshoutingendoflife:

jaclcfrost:

standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like “look at this fucking flower. this flower is taller than i am. this flower is winning and i’m losing”

Wow you are not ready to hear about trees.

(via laughcentre)


hellabloggin:

yes hello id like to buy this painting!! its just so beautiful. ive fallen in love and i have to have it. how much is it??? wait. what do you mean thats a mirror

(via laughcentre)