I'm the hero of the story.

Jul 05

lockedinsideyourheart: Oooooh wow.

lockedinsideyourheart:

Oooooh wow.

tanukichu: theemmeth: teeenage-anarchist: Body modifications do not change a person’s education, worth, much less their feelings, but people keep pointing their finger. This is a form of art and personal expression. It’s their body and their life; you shouldn’t judge! This is a doc I’d get along with really well. I wish society were less modification prejudiced.

tanukichu:

theemmeth:

teeenage-anarchist:

Body modifications do not change a person’s education, worth, much less their feelings, but people keep pointing their finger. This is a form of art and personal expression. It’s their body and their life; you shouldn’t judge!

This is a doc I’d get along with really well.

I wish society were less modification prejudiced.

(via bottleage)

Jun 16

veronica-wasboyski: Disappearing Dinosaur Mug

veronica-wasboyski:

Disappearing Dinosaur Mug

(Source: avoir-peur, via beholdthehurrikate-deactivated2)

I just spent 2.5 hours making a bow tie for my boyfriend’s puggle.

Time well spent.

Jun 15

natashavc: This is an animal. That walks on this earth. Looking like this. All the time.  It looks related to big bird.

natashavc:

This is an animal. That walks on this earth. Looking like this.

All the time. 

It looks related to big bird.

(via muffxranger)

inkdgirls: Kelsi Elizabeth, again. Cedar Point, North Carolina - right on the coast line, where my heart and physical being reside. Tumble me at http://inkedvintage.tumblr.com/ I just wanted to share my back piece - the last stanza to the song, “The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot” by Brand New. It reads, “You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold. Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close, you are secondhand smoke. You are so fragile and thin, standing trial for your sins, holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins.” I highly suggest looking it up if you haven’t heard it/them. This song was among my favorites since I was 14. I finally got it tattooed when I was 19.

inkdgirls:

Kelsi Elizabeth, again.

Cedar Point, North Carolina - right on the coast line, where my heart and physical being reside.

Tumble me at http://inkedvintage.tumblr.com/

I just wanted to share my back piece - the last stanza to the song, “The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot” by Brand New.
It reads,
“You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold. Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close, you are secondhand smoke. You are so fragile and thin, standing trial for your sins, holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins.”
I highly suggest looking it up if you haven’t heard it/them.

This song was among my favorites since I was 14. I finally got it tattooed when I was 19.

(via beholdthehurrikate-deactivated2)

(via beholdthehurrikate-deactivated2)

My roommate and her “boyfriend” are fighting in the room next door.

It makes me feel so awkward. 
And ultra, ultra uncomfortable.


Make it stop.

Jun 06

imremembering: Flicker I was just trying to explain these to my roommate the other day!  I learned how to shave my legs with these damn things.  Awkward.

imremembering:

Flicker

I was just trying to explain these to my roommate the other day!  I learned how to shave my legs with these damn things.  Awkward.

(Source: kitschyliving, via veronica-wasboyski)