With All the Force of a Great Typhoon



Welcome to my blog!

About the blogger

im alive.

neatvibes:

most common thought: damn haha im going to have to deal with that sooner or later

(via poetic)

passionkilled:

margined:



Honestly, this is better than a good morning text. It’s 4am and you’re thinking about me.

I’m never not reblogging this because this means so much more than any other post I’ve seen and ugh.

fuck off im sleeping

two types of people

grassveins:

i just want to sit on your lap and make out for like eight hours

(via shhnjusttkissme)

deplaisant:

dangerhamster:

the fact that people are like “Coca Cola supports racial equality, I’m not going to be drinking Coca Cola anymore” and “Google supports gay rights I’m not going to use them anymore” like what next “the Earth provides Oxygen to ethnic minorities I’m going to stop breathing in protest”

Hopefully

(via seedy)

reminysce:

I want to grow up and live in a small apartment in new york and have a husky and be with you.

(via shhnjusttkissme)

"Do not chase people. Be you and do your own thing and work hard. The right people who belong in your life will come to you, and stay."

Wu Tang Clan (via an-artful-life)

(Source: larmoyante, via micheleeee0001)

giraffepoliceforce:

Unsure of how to confess your love to someone? Try this:

  1. Acquire several dozen limes.
  2. Go up to them and then drop all the limes.
  3. Start picking them up, but keep dropping them. The clumsier you look the better.
  4. Keep doing this until you have their attention (this could take up to thirty minutes).
  5. Finally gather up the limes. Try looking a bit sheepish.
  6. Look them deeply in the eyes and say, “Sorry. I’m bad at Pickup Limes.”
  7. Marry them.

(via seedy)