I really don’t care what kind of blogs you have, This deserves a reblog
man the last image really got me..
The second to last really killed me.
A simple thing we see frequently on the Internet being put into the perspective of real life.
The last one put me to tears all I can think is my grandpa and how much I miss him
This makes me sad… I just,…
The second to last and last picture made me burst into tears
Although I might not agree with the politicians in the White House, I seriously respect citizens who volunteers their life to the military for the greater good. I don’t think i’d ever be strong enough in my beliefs to sacrifice myself like that.
Your support gives us strength… And this post is the most true thing ever, thank you OP, I appreciate this.
Forget about him. You are losing sleep over a boy who is sleeping well, with a whole other girl on his mind. You are sitting there staring at your phone waiting for a text or call from this boy who is probably already on the phone with that other girl. You are posting or reblogging sad posts on how hurt you are and you miss him.. hoping he sees it but he’s busy worrying about the other girl and her posts. You are crying over that dude but he’s making another girl smile right now. If you aren’t the girl hes giving his all to, then he shouldn’t be the boy you are still dedicated to. Truly that’s just how it is.
today I learned that if you want to slash someone’s tires, don’t slash all four; only slash three because if you slash all four their insurance will pay for it but if you only slash three they have to pay for it all out of pocket
today on satan makes a blog post
Anxiety is love’s greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.
I want a relationship where we stay up all night having deep conversations but I also want nights with just wild sex and I want a relationship where we mess around with each other and tell jokes and flirt and but I also wanna be so sexually attracted to that person I stop wearing underwear and always wear dresses so we can fuck in the bathroom while my dad cleans the dishes after supper