gnarly:

took me a while to decide if i should reblog this
me: i want the thing
someone: i'll buy you the thing
me: nonono i can't let you do that

forcefields:

it’s so weird that we call our loved ones things that we eat
sugar… pumpkin… honey… baby…

tylenold:

it’s not you’re* or your*. it’s all Mine. everything is Mine

Anonymous sent: what's your usual exercise routine like? x

vegan-hippie:

walking in nature and squatting at the fridge to see what’s on da bottom shelf, ya feel me??

ratiskate:

floozys:

500,000 notes and i’ll get this tattooed on my ass 

image

please fucking reblog this

I am mediocre.

grillledcheese:

pat pat pat pat
acrylic:

shelbystranger:

acrylic:

21st June 2014 / summer solstice - It was 4:56am and I find myself awoken by the smothering sunlight and the sound of birds embracing the new day. I stumble away from the warmth of the remaining bodies on the trampoline into the living room where I spot a couch which I hastily collapse onto. Barely large enough to fit my body I curl up into a ball in another attempt at sleep. I find myself thinking about you, your touch, your lips. I shudder. Not now, I think. I then wonder into the events of the previous few hours, reliving every second. Shyly walking across the park, hoping I was approaching the right group of people, being greeted by new faces and very quickly socialising over a cigarette. We get high and make our way over to to the park swings. I feel free like I have my youth again. I fly, I can touch the stars…or at least I thought I could. This later proceeds in being chatted up by some 14 year olds pretending to be 16, with their best line being an offer of their last cig. I accept but don’t flirt back. Returning to the group another series of events occur, leading to us stumbling back to the garden, snuggling on a trampoline and making our first attempt to sleep. It is now 9:48am and I am home; wearing yesterdays clothes. I feel like a dirty stop out, but I like that. I like that because I realise that this is what living feels like and even on a couple of uncomfortable hours sleep, I never want to stop experiencing this. I am alive and for once I am thankful. 

My summer solstice /birthday campout was beautiful, thankyou acrylic jimmythemiddle titan-crosssing ameliasummerswebb

literally love all of you and your hashtags and comments 😂 we need to do this more often…anyone willing to face the winter solstice? shelbystranger ameliasummerswebb jimmythemiddle