Far From Decisive
Some names will always taste bitter.
6 Word Poem About Love, by Devyn Springer (via feelingsandwhatnot)

Fortree City 2003 → 2014

i-cant-nope:

roac-raven-of-erebor:

jimmyyesvaks:

that-is-illogical:

fringified:

The party don’t start till I walk in - fandom style

um I think we are forgetting the best one:

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walk up in the club like what up im worshipped by a million teenaged girls with blogs

Sorry, party is over.

this is the post amazing thing i have seen on my dash today

thescienceofjohnlock:

mrs-mob-johnlocked:

👍&👌

So how was the sex boys?