Blame It On the nargles
20. Harmonizer. College student. Fangirl. The Future Mrs. Demi Lovato. And apparently a poor description maker. I don't even know what this blog is anymore.

simplytonka:

mis4nthropy:

me: (worries about all the things I haven’t done yet)
me: (still doesn’t do them)

college

i hate that im sensitive and jealous and stupid and quiet and ugly and annoying 

booradleyvancullen:

fuck it! is this a threesome or a staring contest?

Rita Volk is not in high school. she’s not 16. she’s 23. this is ok. this is ok.

eskatoad:

#the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself

bamhbi:

bamhbi:

indie ☆ ☆ ☆

indie ☆ ☆ ☆

bamhbi:

bamhbi:

indie ☆ ☆ 

indie ☆ ☆ 


@dinahjane97:💋 smooches

@dinahjane97:💋 smooches

accio-cosima:

girls wearing boxers is such a frickin’ turn on. along with girls wearing beanies. and girls wearing plaid shirts. and girls wearing tank tops. and girls in general.

Little Lion Man by Mumford & Sons
Sigh No More
16959 Plays

trevorreed:

Maybe I’ve put this up a few times, but that’s only because the shear truth and beauty still brings a tear to my ever hopeful eye.

fifthburgers:

lauren jauregui has a tattoo, a nose piercing and a club penguin membership


“What I didn’t realize, back when I was this twenty-five-year-old pinup for geeks in that me myself and iconic metal bikini, was that I had signed an invisible contract to stay looking the exact same way for the next thirty to forty years. Well, clearly I’ve broken that contract. Partly because, in an effort to keep up my disguise as a human being, I had a child at some point. And then, in an effort to stay sane for said child, I took pounds and pounds of medications that have the dual effect of causing water retention (think ocean, not lake) while also creating a craving for salad—chocolate salad. So yes, in answer to your unexpressed question, sanity does turn out to come at a heavy price.”

What I didn’t realize, back when I was this twenty-five-year-old pinup for geeks in that me myself and iconic metal bikini, was that I had signed an invisible contract to stay looking the exact same way for the next thirty to forty years. Well, clearly I’ve broken that contract. Partly because, in an effort to keep up my disguise as a human being, I had a child at some point. And then, in an effort to stay sane for said child, I took pounds and pounds of medications that have the dual effect of causing water retention (think ocean, not lake) while also creating a craving for saladchocolate salad. So yes, in answer to your unexpressed question, sanity does turn out to come at a heavy price.

TINY