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yo yo yo 148 3 to the 3 to the 6 to the 9 representin the abq what up biatch leave it at the tone

heatoise:

*sees a dog*

me: holy shit

partybarackisinthehousetonight:

dear diary,
day 7. it’s been a week since i ordered the Never Ending Pasta Bowl at olive garden. im so tired, i havent showered. i miss my family

Don't Fear The Reaper
by Blue Oyster Cult from Agents of Fortune
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thepeaceofgod:

Don’t Fear The Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult (1976)

…Seasons don’t fear the reaper

Nor do the wind, the sun, or the rain 

We can be like they are

Come on baby (don’t fear the reaper)

Baby take my hand (don’t fear the reaper)

We’ll be able to fly (don’t fear the reaper)

Baby I’m your man…


And it isn’t that I’m so unhappy I don’t want to live anymore. That’s not what it feels like. It feels more like I’m tired and bored and the party’s gone on too long and I want to go home. I feel flat and there doesn’t seem to be anything to look forward to, so I’d rather call it a day.
Nick Hornby, About a Boy  (via spoookyghosts)

i-turn-to-wax-and-melt-like-this:

How do you tell someone you just met that you’re already obsessed with them? xoxo

methlake:

this road seems so still, it made me feel lonely

the-goddamazon:

Dudes who actually react when you giving him the suck up.

Bless y’all. I love guy-moans. I love when he start cussin under his breath and shit. He start looking for shit to hold onto, grabbing my hair, can’t figure out how his life got to this point and shit.

That kind of dude is fun to suck and fuck.

The first time she said it, he was on the floor, looking for something.

"I love you."

It was quiet, as if a passing thought. But he froze, like it was the most important thing in the world.

"Say it again," he said, turning to look at her.

"I love you." She whispered.

And there was something about the way she sat there, quivering like a leaf, that made him want to sit down and hold her forever.

"I love you I love you I love you."

She was getting much too brave, and the words rolled off her tongue like they’d been waiting for a long time to be heard.

"Screw everything." She said. "Screw building walls and hiding emotions.

"I am fucking terrified, and perhaps I don’t know much. But I love you," she laughed. "I know that I love you."

Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #55 

timothydrakes:

Why Did I Do That?: A novel by me, with special guest appearances by several alcoholic beverages

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