I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.
Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend,
Dear ex girlfriend,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on,
Dear girlfriend,
Dear boyfriend,
Dear [insert URL here],
(via adamactswithdancing)
pierce-the-memphis-mice-and-men:
Holy fucking shit. This looks painful.
THE WALL OF DEATH.
I remember the first time I was in the Wall of Death. It was at Of Mice & Men’s set at Warped Tour ‘12 and at first, me and my friend had no clue what the fuck was going on. So Austin says “go!”, and everyone starts running, basically pushing me and my friend along. Me, being the clumsy and accident prone person I am, fell in the middle of the pit and like 6 people fell on top of me. I thought I was gonna fucking die (and I may or may not have starting crying.. shh). Eventually everyone got off of me and gave me a little room to get up, and two boys helped me back to my feet, forever proving that the metal fanbase is the most amazing fanbase ever c:
Okay that paragraph totally switched mentalities at the end.
Please ;____;
I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.
Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.
(via bigphillaaay)
help
zac in a suit doe holy fuck
(via kapuakaiaomaikalani)
48 years ago a girl said “oh fuck me” to her best friend while walking in the street, a guy who randomly passed by answered by “let me at least buy you dinner first”. I present to you my grandparents, in love since then and celebrating their 47 years of marriage today.
(via bigphillaaay)
can you imagine if twitter existed in the 1800s
abe lincoln tweeting shit like “wow this play sucks just shoot me”
too soon
HE WAS SHOT IN 1865
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I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.
Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend,
Dear ex girlfriend,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on,
Dear girlfriend,
Dear boyfriend,
Dear [insert URL here],
(via adamactswithdancing)
Fun fact: Humans are deuterostomes, which means that when they develop in the womb the anus forms before any other opening. Which basically means at one point you were nothing but an asshole.
some people never develop beyond this stage
explains everything
From now on I’m going to try to be content with being alone. No more relying on other people to make me happy, and no more looking for someone to fill that void. If something happens, it happens. And it won’t be because I forced it to happen.
(via sarahsjane)
What we are to each other, I no longer have any ideas. Not friends. Not strangers. Not even an acquaintance because we’re stuck somewhere in the middle of nothing and everything; been through too much to say goodbye but have no reasons to say hello. Too damn complicated.
(via sarahsjane)
I don’t purposely do this, but I somehow find a way to relate anything and everything back to you. Movies, songs, daily tasks, etc. I can’t get away from you; I can’t get enough.
agldhdbx
(via sarahsjane)
wanna make a secret handshake it involves us touching our mouths together for three hours
(via ohhmaiko)
This song though. <3
