So my boyfriend waltzes in playing the guitar, and I ignore him, until he starts singing in a high pitched voice “Muffins…. Muffins”
ANd I LOOK UP TO SEE THIS:
BEST. THING. EVER.
HES GOING TO HATE ME SHHHHHHSH OMG
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"Have we already run out of things to say?
not aging like wine,
going flat like soda.”
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…I’m someone who’s mostly dead inside but still has a little hope for something extraordinary, which, as I said, is the worst breed of human, because it means I know everything is bullshit, but that I secretly hope for the day when it might not be. — Nick Miller (via 2bad)
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Artist in England who is placing large installations of poetry over advertisements.
I can. I will.
I’m f*cking resentful and angry today and I’m damn well allowed to feel that way.
home-made tattoos ; wildflowers with galaxy spores on karlee ; melbourne, 2013
traded for a house-plant & tailoring a dress.
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I see a world of dreamers ………….I see world of sleeping people.