This is absolutely terrifying. Just look at it, it is so real and astonishing. You need to reblog this. I don’t care if you’re used to reblogging orange, teenage girls with vans on. I don’t care if you’re used to reblogging vintage or photography. This is real. You can even see the fury in his eyes. The tense muscles in between his fingers. The heavy breathing.
:( this is so scary
My stomach seriously just dropped.
its even scarier being in that position.
*watching how I met your mother, episode about the hot bartender comes on, I turn to boyfriend*
Me: “oh sweetie, do you think she’s hot??”
Boyfriend: yeahh
Me: …
Boyfriend: *realizes My moods changed* oh but you’re hotter sweetieee
Our relationship
You don’t cuddle me to sleep as much as you use to,
Tonight you cuddled me for 5 minutes then rolled over, then while pulling blankets you elbowed hardly in the ribs and didn’t realise
A blog about a series of thoughts
Sometimes I don’t think people realise the negative impact they put upon other people, sometimes this world is filled with such negative people, I think that’s why so many people have a deep saddness within themselves because everytime they try to give their life a little bit of light there is always someone there to say something to bring them back down again. In the end I think that’s what ruins people.
Christmas
The fact that this is tagged with “costume” says it all.
War bonnets are not fashion accessories. They’re not dress up toys. They’re not props for your next boho indie hipster photoshoot. Wearing one when you haven’t earned it makes you look super ignorant, jsyk.
Someone’s a little intense and never played cowboys and indians when they were younger, and I didn’t get it for a ‘boho indie hipster photoshoot’ my parents bought me a headdress because I happen to love native american indians, so yeah
