boy bands ruined my life
Can’t go wrong with black and a touch of white and red

Can’t go wrong with black and a touch of white and red

seabornunicorns:

methoticalmemento:

Best host ever!!

recovering vegetarian

michaeclifford:

they should have done a fashion book instead that came with a free t shirt and pair of scissors 

kushandwizdom:

More good vibes here
I am a very private person, yet I am an open book.
If you don’t ask…I won’t tell.
(via 2am-poetry)

yvov:

CAN I GET A HELL YEAH IF YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING WITH YOUR LIFE AND YOU DON’T GET ENOUGH SLEEP

falloutyoungmale:

I write sins not five page research papers

this is the remix to ignition
(six word story)

fish-dinner-connoisseur:

all yall keep callin katt williams crazy but he the only one been makin sense for a long damn time

I wish that you were here, or I was there, or we were together anywhere.
icanrelateto (via perfect)

becausewhynoteathumans:

im really fucking sarcastic for someone who’s about to start crying most of the time

I wish my weight didn’t do things to my mind like it does. I’ve never been the girl that can exercise like everyone else because I feel like there’s a constant judgement even when I know people aren’t looking at me I still will always feel like they are. So instead I choose to cut out foods I think are making me the way I am and the list just keeps getting bigger. Since I was little my parents have always said that I refused the whole fruit and vege thing and I still have major troubles today because they make me feel sick (?) it’s the stupidest thing to say but it’s true? Instead I play this stupid restrictive/binge game where I’ll go 20 hours without food and eat more than is normal in a couple of hours. I just wish I knew how to do things normally. My weight doesn’t change, it stays within the same 2-3 kilograms every time no matter what I do and it’s stupid you’d think studying an exercise course would mean I’d know how to fix myself. But instead it continues to teach me how there’s the stupid debate between whether fat weighs more than muscle or vice versa and I don’t want to get muscle because I think I’ll put on weight? I can’t keep living in a life like this where not only do I want to be perfect for myself (something I will never be able to achieve) but I want you to want me again that I still think looking a certain way will give that back to me even though deep down I know it won’t.

skinny-obssesed:

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