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evabadon:

"when women wear makeup they’re basically lying to us" well i don’t see why i’m being blamed for a man stupid enough to really think i have red and gold eyelids

(via penelopedavis)

verylittlebird:

this is the sort of web content i am looking to see every day

verylittlebird:

this is the sort of web content i am looking to see every day

(via kingsleyyy)

They’re washing cars too!!! #finallyclean! #bluecar #abouttime #bikewash #carwash #bikinisdallas

They’re washing cars too!!! #finallyclean! #bluecar #abouttime #bikewash #carwash #bikinisdallas

Come see me and some pretty ladies at #BikinisDallas today until 5! I’m behind the bar today!! We’re having a bike wash from 11-4! #comeseeme #bikinisbabe #bikinis #bikewash #bartender

Come see me and some pretty ladies at #BikinisDallas today until 5! I’m behind the bar today!! We’re having a bike wash from 11-4! #comeseeme #bikinisbabe #bikinis #bikewash #bartender

princessababwa:

When I pass a test that everyone else fails

image

(via the-absolute-funniest-posts)

I want to be around people that do things. I don’t want to be around people anymore that judge or talk about what people do. I want to be around people that dream and support and do things.
– Amy Poehler   (via jena-tran)

(Source: larmoyante, via toraaae)

Come see me at bikinis from 5-12! I’ll be behind the bar 😁😜 watch the boxing match with me! $10 Miller Lt and Coors Lt pitchers! $4 titos vodka and $1 off bomb shots! #bikinis #bikinisdallas #bikinisbabe #comeseeme #drinkspecials #bartender #drinkup!

Come see me at bikinis from 5-12! I’ll be behind the bar 😁😜 watch the boxing match with me! $10 Miller Lt and Coors Lt pitchers! $4 titos vodka and $1 off bomb shots! #bikinis #bikinisdallas #bikinisbabe #comeseeme #drinkspecials #bartender #drinkup!

Ugh why is it that cuter guys show up and show interest in you after you’ve already told someone you want them?! LIFE ISNT FAAAAIR

I swear to every heaven ever imagined,
if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster
tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare
from the grave so he can tell them every reason
why he wishes he were born in a time where
he could have a damn Gmail account.
The day after I taught my mother
how to send pictures over Iphone she texted
me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row.
Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful.
But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in
your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club
while the rest of us fall in love over Skype.
Send angry letters to state representatives,
as we record the years first sunrise so
we can remember what beginning feels like when
we are inches away from the trigger.
Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle
while eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did.
Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole.
Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day.
Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers
nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words.
Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account,
and we all would have checked it every morning while we
Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people
we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes.
This life is spilling over with 85 year olds
rewatching JFK’s assassination and
7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos.
Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting
what my fathers voice sounds like.
No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook
to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend.
No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like
or how grasshoppers procreate.
I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips
in public parks on my cellphone
and you will continue to scoff and that is okay.
But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed
you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search
how to say I love you in 164 different languages.

evabadon:

"when women wear makeup they’re basically lying to us" well i don’t see why i’m being blamed for a man stupid enough to really think i have red and gold eyelids

(via penelopedavis)

verylittlebird:

this is the sort of web content i am looking to see every day

verylittlebird:

this is the sort of web content i am looking to see every day

(via kingsleyyy)

They’re washing cars too!!! #finallyclean! #bluecar #abouttime #bikewash #carwash #bikinisdallas

They’re washing cars too!!! #finallyclean! #bluecar #abouttime #bikewash #carwash #bikinisdallas

Come see me and some pretty ladies at #BikinisDallas today until 5! I’m behind the bar today!! We’re having a bike wash from 11-4! #comeseeme #bikinisbabe #bikinis #bikewash #bartender

Come see me and some pretty ladies at #BikinisDallas today until 5! I’m behind the bar today!! We’re having a bike wash from 11-4! #comeseeme #bikinisbabe #bikinis #bikewash #bartender

(Source: starwinter, via kingsleyyy)

princessababwa:

When I pass a test that everyone else fails

image

(via the-absolute-funniest-posts)

I want to be around people that do things. I don’t want to be around people anymore that judge or talk about what people do. I want to be around people that dream and support and do things.
– Amy Poehler   (via jena-tran)

(Source: larmoyante, via toraaae)

Come see me at bikinis from 5-12! I’ll be behind the bar 😁😜 watch the boxing match with me! $10 Miller Lt and Coors Lt pitchers! $4 titos vodka and $1 off bomb shots! #bikinis #bikinisdallas #bikinisbabe #comeseeme #drinkspecials #bartender #drinkup!

Come see me at bikinis from 5-12! I’ll be behind the bar 😁😜 watch the boxing match with me! $10 Miller Lt and Coors Lt pitchers! $4 titos vodka and $1 off bomb shots! #bikinis #bikinisdallas #bikinisbabe #comeseeme #drinkspecials #bartender #drinkup!

Ugh why is it that cuter guys show up and show interest in you after you’ve already told someone you want them?! LIFE ISNT FAAAAIR

I swear to every heaven ever imagined,
if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster
tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare
from the grave so he can tell them every reason
why he wishes he were born in a time where
he could have a damn Gmail account.
The day after I taught my mother
how to send pictures over Iphone she texted
me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row.
Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful.
But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in
your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club
while the rest of us fall in love over Skype.
Send angry letters to state representatives,
as we record the years first sunrise so
we can remember what beginning feels like when
we are inches away from the trigger.
Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle
while eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did.
Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole.
Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day.
Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers
nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words.
Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account,
and we all would have checked it every morning while we
Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people
we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes.
This life is spilling over with 85 year olds
rewatching JFK’s assassination and
7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos.
Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting
what my fathers voice sounds like.
No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook
to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend.
No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like
or how grasshoppers procreate.
I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips
in public parks on my cellphone
and you will continue to scoff and that is okay.
But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed
you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search
how to say I love you in 164 different languages.
"I want to be around people that do things. I don’t want to be around people anymore that judge or talk about what people do. I want to be around people that dream and support and do things."
"I swear to every heaven ever imagined,
if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster
tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare
from the grave so he can tell them every reason
why he wishes he were born in a time where
he could have a damn Gmail account.
The day after I taught my mother
how to send pictures over Iphone she texted
me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row.
Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful.
But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in
your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club
while the rest of us fall in love over Skype.
Send angry letters to state representatives,
as we record the years first sunrise so
we can remember what beginning feels like when
we are inches away from the trigger.
Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle
while eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did.
Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole.
Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day.
Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers
nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words.
Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account,
and we all would have checked it every morning while we
Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people
we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes.
This life is spilling over with 85 year olds
rewatching JFK’s assassination and
7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos.
Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting
what my fathers voice sounds like.
No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook
to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend.
No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like
or how grasshoppers procreate.
I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips
in public parks on my cellphone
and you will continue to scoff and that is okay.
But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed
you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search
how to say I love you in 164 different languages."

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A bunch of nonsense that just comes to my mind. Nothing important at all. I reblog pictures that I like and think are interesting so it's not just me rambling about nothingness. Well I will be occasionally when I'm bored out of my mind. Sorry If some of the things I say are offensive this is MY blog so you guys are going to just have to learn how to shut the fuck up!

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