First World Problems

theatretechieforlife:

unfollower:

invite me over to ur house it’ll be a blast ill pet your dog while ur parents yell at you

#why is this a universal thing

dionthesocialist:

Realistic Erotica: “Please don’t stop,” she moaned just as my fucking hand started to really cramp.

attractiveblogger:

whenever i give advice to someone i say ‘idk’ like 5 times a sentence because i’m so afraid they’ll follow my advice and ruin their life so yeah i can never seem too sure

justifiedignorance:

oomshi:

is masturbating while smoking weed called masturblazing

No it’s called weed whacking

luxio:

what if instead of gender we all had pokemon types

I’m going to spend a week with Brian and gis family in the mountains and I just asdfjkl;

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adornoble:

dingraha:

iwillmindfuckyou:

frigginflamingfawkes:

this is literally the greatest audio post that has been posted on this stupid website

Fuck

I will never hear something more beautiful than this, ever, so long as I live

pleatedjeans:

metal detector. [video]

I love the way you take my hand when we're walking through a store, and the way you hold my arm when gray skies are about to pour. I love that you're my sunshine from the first drop to the last, and that your light penetrates every gray cloud and shines there, bright and fast. I love your lips, your words of love, and the way you say my name - but I love the most when you look into me and say you feel the same.

nothingwasbeautiful

Brian Hurt, everyone. Also known as The Greatest Boyfriend Ever~

مآ أجمّل أنْ تصمتْ
فيْ ؤجهْ منْ ينتظرْ منِك الخِصَام

وما أجمل أنْ تضحك
فيْ وجهْ منْ يُنتظرْ منك البكـاءْ

How beautiful is it to stay silent
When someone expects you to be enraged from them.
And how beautiful it is to laugh
When someone thinks you are going to shed tears.

‎Close your eyes & imagine the best version of you possible. That’s who you really are, let go of any part of you that doesn’t believe it.

“

—	C. Assaad (via blua)

newyorkshows:

maybe if I go to sleep I’ll magically wake up in NYC with tickets to the pippin matinee

I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know that there’s nothing but light when I see you

“

—	Shinji Moon (via quietfairy)