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Helloooo! My name is Matt. I'm 19 years old. I live in Plymouth, England. I am in love with my beautiful, perfect girlfriend, Shelya <3 Ask me stuff!

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If two people are meant to be together, there is no distance too great, no time too long, and nothing that can come between them.

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photorator:

Abandoned school bus cultivates moss on the side of the road in Puerto Rico

photorator:

Abandoned school bus cultivates moss on the side of the road in Puerto Rico

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kushdrinker:

it must get annoying living in the south with all those banjos constantly playing 

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booyouwhorre:

sullen-days:

sketchavolie:

vanehwasreal:

lady-polgara:


When a bullet hits a wall

That is astounding. I legitimately watched it about fifteen times before reblogging it.

this is so fucking satisfying to watch oh my god

Does anyone else hear it crash into the wall?

No and neither did you because it’s a silent gif

bitch don’t kill my vibe 

booyouwhorre:

sullen-days:

sketchavolie:

vanehwasreal:

lady-polgara:

When a bullet hits a wall

That is astounding. I legitimately watched it about fifteen times before reblogging it.

this is so fucking satisfying to watch oh my god

Does anyone else hear it crash into the wall?

No and neither did you because it’s a silent gif

bitch don’t kill my vibe 

(via spiffy202)

milgramexperiment:

tall people: if we are walking together please take into consideration my tiny legs. i cant keep up with you. please think of my tiny legs i dont want to be jogging to keep up with your leisurely stroll you TITANS

(Source: internetqueers, via spiffy202)

themethfairy:

I FOUND A SECRET SHARING WEBSITE AND THIS IS THE BEST ONE

themethfairy:

I FOUND A SECRET SHARING WEBSITE AND THIS IS THE BEST ONE

(via supandrew)

“the thought of someone else touching you makes me sick to my stomach”
—physically (via l1berum)

(Source: 59oz, via illwriteyournameonabullet)

“Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.”
—Azra.T “this is how you keep her” (via fathomage)

(Source: 5000letters, via forevermyembrace)

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