I cuddle your sweater at night because your smell keeps me calm. Your smell blocks out the rest of the world. Your smell is my comfort zone. You are my comfort zone. You are my home. You are my safety and security. I love you.


walkerflexasranger:

brownglucose:

whitegirlsaintshit:

wabybaby420:

ozmaz:

frankiemarx420:

Kelston Boys’ High School perform a massive haka in honour of the new Maori carving on campus

so fuking cool. proud to be

meeeeeean boys

WHERE THE POLY BOYS AT??????????????

*fans self*

Tell me this ain’t the coolest shit ever…


imoretz:

The Unholy Trinity.


Camila knocking her chair over during BO$$ (x)

(Source: bows-n-beanies)


(Source: baelor)


holy-trinity5ever:

niqqa-prease:

ruinedchildhood:

Forget the olympics. I watched the Disney Channel games

Why don’t they do this anymore

I just appreciated the fact that they put Corbin Bleu on the blue team

Confidence goals: Kanye West 

Attitude goals: Rihanna

Money goals: Beyonce

(Source: xoxwanderlustxox)

I am not the first person you loved.

You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers.

We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin.

Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night.

Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come.

I think that has to be part of its miracle.

This is how we heal.

I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you.

And I will not be afraid of your scars.

I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know:

Whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap, your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I will love you when you are a still day.

I will love you when you are a hurricane.


Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers (via sagaciousefflundancy)