underneaththissmiile:

-iseethestrals:

idroppedmypen-:-listentoyourheart:weresilentwhenwespeak / shecantbetamed

 gordogordogordogordo. i adored you back then, and i still do :)

-imnotgoingback:

fantasilos:shemakesmistakes:distortedfactory:zombehbrainz:liquorisquicker:(via amityvillehorror)

staywideawake:

beatles

 want this shirt, man :)

yes.

elleayceee:

wtfrancheska:

ncsreyes:

(via thisismywonderland)

underneaththissmiile:

kweebs:johnlennon-:floodofsunshine:theresbeautyinthebreakdown:spontaneousteph:honestpromise:schare:lifeaintafairytale:sugar-booger:

THE CORRECT WAY TO LEAVE BEHIND THE “LITTLE GIRL” IMAGE

Look at this woman.

YES, WOMAN.

Because unlike Miley, she has actually GROWN into a WOMAN.

She no longer has her frizzy-haired, “I’m just a little girl and an example for little girls”, or sweater vests. Instead of going from one extreme to the other, she hasn’t let the media get to her and has grown over the years, allowed herself to go through her awkward teenage years (if she even had any), and become an actual adult. She doesn’t need to get some skanky role to prove to the world that she’s an adult, she just has to look like THAT.

And oh look! She IS an adult. Because OH LOOK. SHE DOESN’T LOOK LIKE A SKANK.

Emma Watson has proven to the world that this growth can not only occur, but it can be done with grace and pride, without resorting to dressing like a hoe and giving the wrong examples to the kids that look up to you.

Kudos, Emma. Fucking kudos.

elleayceee:

wtfrancheska:

Dear boyfriend:

bingobree: 

(via simplywonders)

(via browneyedworld)

-imnotgoingback:

dramaticlovedies:angelaaax3:monsterifly:todrunktoremember:

Rose: I love you, Jack.
Jack: Don’t you do that, don’t say your good-byes.
Rose: I’m so cold.
Jack: Listen, Rose. You’re gonna get out of here, you’re gonna go on and make lots of babies, and you’re gonna watch them grow. You’re gonna die an old… an old lady warm in her bed, but not here, not this night. Not like this, do you understand me?
Rose: I can’t feel my body.
Jack: Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me… it brought me to you. And I’m thankful for that, Rose. I’m thankful. You must do me this honor, Rose. Promise me you’ll survive. That you won’t give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.
Rose: I promise.
Jack: Never let go.
Rose: I’ll never let go. I’ll never let go, Jack.

-imnotgoingback:

emilyamelia:aubrionna:skinniesandspaceships:latiibabyyy:silencetothelords:(via grazelle)

“Mom, listen, I haven’t been together with topanga for 22 years, but we have been together for 16. That’s a lot longer than most couples have been together. I mean, when we were born, you told me that we used to take walks in our strollers together around the block. When we were two, we were best friends. I mean, I knew everything about this girl. I knew her favorite color, her favorite food. Then we became six, Eric made fun of me because it wasn’t cool to have a best friend that was a girl or even know a girl. So for the next seven years I threw dirt at her. I like to call those “the lost years”. Then when I was thirteen, mom, she put me up against my locker and she kissed me. I mean, she gave me my first kiss. She taught me how to dance. She always was talking about these crazy things and I never understood a word she said. All I understood was that she was the girl I sat up every night thinking about, and when I’m with her, I feel happy to be alive. Like I can do anything. Even talk to you like this. So that’s, that’s what i think is love, mom.. When I’m better because she’s here.”

fuckkkker.