yxxck:

florderst:

shawnali:

The first time I held a human brain in Anatomy Lab I was completely speechless. I looked at my classmates expecting a similar reaction and they looked back at me confused like…”dude let’s start identifying the structures.” I had to take a step back and let it process…in my hands was someone’s entire life. From start to finish, every memory, every emotion, every bodily control…was right there in my hands. 

I don’t care if people unfollow this is spectacular

This post just fucked me up literally

(via sunny--nightskysss)

en-riche:

fashionshitiscray:

that’s my kind of mornings. 

Fashion
“Call me at 4 am, and tell me it’s because you want to hear my voice.”
— (via hefuckin)

(via fck-ur-sht)

savanitabonita:

hopefor-thehopeless:

you’re probably going to dance with another girl who will taste like fresh picked strawberries and smell like flowers blossom in her hair

and you’re probably going to choke down 5 shots of straight vodka and get the thought of me out of your head and focus on the girl dancing with you who wants to be your apple pie but you can’t see the diamonds in her eyes because you’re staring at the ones hanging around her neck and you can’t feel her pull you in closer because she’s reaching farther behind your head of dark hair and tapping shoulders of random guys she’s never even met

and when this happens I hope you run to the dingy bathroom and splash your face with dirty water and vomit up the words you never said because while you’re out drowning your heart in things I shouldn’t care about I’m here looking at the moon whispering how much I fucking love you

and if you take her home I swear to God the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what time it is and you’ll watch it shine across your bedroom floor where we danced and laughed and I almost told you that you are my night sky

and I hope the light catches your attention more than the sight of her would and I hope when you wake up all your remember is that roses are my favourite scented flower and you can’t escape the light of the moon

I’m in the kind of mood where reading this made me cry.

(via fck-ur-sht)

“My wants are simple: a job that I like and a guy whom I love.”
“I want you to hold my hand while we grocery shop. I want you to play with my hair while we watch our favorite tv shows. I want you to kiss me in the middle of my sentence because you wanted to taste my words. I want you to rub my back as we fall asleep. I want you to play my favorite song when I look sad. I want you to do these things without having to think about them. Do them because you love me.”

Reblog If You Can Take Off Your Bra Without Taking Your Shirt Off.

yay-someoneactually:

awomanfromitaly:

anukii:

mis-c3l-la-neous:

themishamigosofthemishapocalypse:

50eathaters:

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Girl’s are amazing

I think we broke the notes…

i feel like i’m reblogging history. “the post that broke the notes”

THERE ARE NO FUCKING NOTES

WE HAVE REACHED INFINITY

what the heLL

Um….guys….

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There are negative notes….

WHY ARE THERE NEGATIVE NOTES?

HOW ARE THERE NEGATIVE NOTES?!?!?!?!

(via sunny--nightskysss)

trashypunkers:

Things I Need

  • good skin
  • $$$$$
  • a tall boy that will worship me and tell me i’m pretty 

(via fake-mermaid)

“Let’s get drunk at midnight, listen to our favorite songs and kiss so much that our lips burn”
— (via bl-ossomed)

(via seedy)