NÍVEL DE TRISTEZA: DESLIGAR O COMPUTADOR CEDO.

by dolt-13

“I held her close to me with my eyes closed, wondering if anything in my life had ever been this perfect and knowing at the same time that it hadn’t. I was in love, and the feeling was even more wonderful than I ever imagined it could be.”

by darkseids

by jellybrained

by escape-the-suicide

Regra de matemática: Se parecer fácil, você está fazendo errado.

beijoseconfissoes:


by traduzindosorrisos

by averagegirl

I just wanted to see what you would do.

by kingruffalo

by padakitty

tyrotheterrible:

eatingcroutons:

fluffmugger:

arianka:

iguessthatsworthalook:

Fuck me, that hair is beautiful.  *stares*

Shakespeare. Leather. Cheekbones. Neck. Floppy hair. Posh accents. Me crying tears of blood.

He actually fucking hit him too. I mean, there’s actual impact there. Check the slow mo versions. You can’t fake impact ripples on a cheek like that.

So now we all know legit-for-real what Hiddles’ slapped face looks like.

Not that any of us have been imagining that or anything

Imagining having that beautiful man completely at our mercy

Begging and whimpering with those big puppydog eyes

Nope not at all

DAMMIT CROUTONS 

by inebriat0r

by o-rgasms

"Eu quis me perder por aí, fingindo muito bem que eu nunca precisei de um lugar só meu."

Pitty (via naodessavez)

by allaxg

by sabedorias

by jamiekinstm

Inexplicável o poder da música.

by fuck-l1f3

by itsburied

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