im so pro-selfie like there are so many bigger problems in the world than girls who think theyre pretty
one of those problems is girls who dont think theyre pretty
lookitskailene asked: I know you can't go on social media, but i'm leaving this here for you to do when you get back. Love you! Once you get this, you must publicly say five things about yourself, the pass it on to 10 of your favorite followers (but not back to me).
HERE YOU GO BEST FRIEND lookitskailene!
1. I am afraid of getting past a certain level of buzz because it makes my depression come out louder.
2. I can rarely explain myself in a way most will understand, but I can always find the right song.
3. I prefer sunflowers to roses because they don’t die as fast and makes any negativity I have go away.
4. I REALLY want a custom page embosser with like, my signature on it or something for all the books I own. (x
5. No matter how many times I run away from dance, something always brings me back to it. It’s usually a new style or a choreography request.
I’m so pumped and wiped out at the same time and my shoulders have so much tension in them I feel like they’re going to pop my head off.
This weekend might kill me, but what a way to go. (:
Creative Fashionary sketches by Grace Ciao
Grace is a fashion illustrator from Singapore. She draws inspiration from everything around her. Her favourite materials are watercolours and flowers. Here are her amazing Fashionary sketches inspired by flowers!
do you ever just realise you’re almost an adult and you have no money
Opening a beer with a frisbee.
this is the most bro thing ever
Toddrick Hall and AJ Rafael re-creating Disney’s best moments
I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
‘five more minutes please babe.’
I want your Tuesday afternoon
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’
I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’
I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
muscles let loose
‘just me and you’
I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’
I want your weekend.
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’
I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.
On Both Knees | alfaazkibarsaaat (via alfaazkibarsaaat)
There will be books written about Harry, every child in our world will know his name.