It’s weird thinking that every picture on this website was taken by someone. Every room filled with cocaine and guns, every room with two people doing the baby maker, and every tropical beach in the middle of the ocean. Like damn what a life some people live.
its 2014 and im still not over the fact that blue in blues clues was a girl
blue-flavored candy is always the best flavor of candy like what the fuck. blue raspberries aren’t even a thing. we’re literally eating the color blue as a flavor and it’s fucking magical.
Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you, grows you, or makes you happy.
She didn’t want him to know what a fool she’d been, falling for a guy with dusty blond hair, eyes deep like the ocean, and kisses that made her forget herself.
