agent-bartowski:

probender:

‘one day, i will go to comic con’ the broke blogger who lives hundreds of miles away from san diego whispers softly to her laptop screen

(via butlifekeepsmoving)

• mom : did you eat all the donuts
• me : no
• mom : why are you lying to me i can see all the powder on your pants
• me : thats cocaine

thetenthrosetyler:

i just died. i am dead omg hes so protective of her and its so adorable and i just omg

(via oopsspilledmymusic)

zosowiththemosto:

milkpunk:

yapped:

jankyass:

if you catch me on the street listening to my ipod and i do a swift head turn i’m probably in the middle of filming my imaginary music video. do not disturb.

I have found my people.

who else like closes their eyes during a buildup and then pops them open when the chorus or w/e starts as if like the video’s starting or there’s a swift transition like nope i dont have a weird tic i’m just making a music video

youre all my soulmates

(via dean-ilostmyshoe)

disneyprincest:

i hate when you voluntarily tell your parents some information about your life because you think you can trust them and then they bitch at you for it like congrats you have guaranteed that i will never tell you anything ever again 

(via pussyisthebreakfastofchampions)

clockworkpain:

Let’s just thank god that John Green didn’t have Hazel and Augusts text like normal teenagers

because can you imagine

(via cjsgoldfish)

morgrana:

in-the-village-of-derwyn:

morgrana:

morgrana:

for every popular text post you reblog there is a crying blogger on the other side drowning in notifications

DON’T YOU DARE

you know you secretly like it

(via dean-ilostmyshoe)