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arianagrandeflower this is a really good edit <3


Jeremy Leabres Kicking through the bush

Tell me about your body. (¬‿¬)

Hair: What hair color looks best on you and what's your natural color?
Skin: Do you tan easily?
Eyes: What is your favorite show to watch?
Nose: What is your favorite perfume/candle fragrance?
Mouth: Do you want to kiss anyone right now?
Tongue: What was in your last meal?
Windpipe: Do you sing?
Neck: Do you wear necklaces?
Ears: How many piercings do you have (if any)?
Cheeks: Do you blush easily?
Wrists: Have you ever broken a bone?
Hands: Are you an artist/writer?
Fingers: Do you play an instrument?
Heart: Are you in love? If so, does the one you love know?
Lungs: Do you smoke cigarettes?
Chest: Are your maternal/parental instincts strong?
Stomach: Do you feel confident in your body image?
Back: Are you a virgin?
Hips: Do you like to dance?
Thighs: Has anyone ever called you fat or ugly?
Knees: Have you ever cheated on someone?
Ankles: Have you ever been arrested?
Feet: Favorite pair of shoes?
Now that’s some starbucks





I don’t blame him

He is looking too hard at her ass

i would be doing the same

Fashion | Luxury | Nature | Urban


(via it-started-to-rain)


My therapist tapped her pen, and looked at me
with her chin in her hand, frustration filled the room.
“I think you enjoy being sad.”

There was silence for a minute or two, because
there was a small conflict in my mind, no, I don’t
enjoy this sadness. Yet it’s the only time I feel
alive, because it’s the only god damn time I feel
something. When your bones feel so heavy and
every breath you take you feel like you’re breathing
just to die, and when you need to talk to yourself for a
good 30 minutes after you wake up just to get the
motivation to move, sometimes feeling something,
a cut on the wrist, a tear on your cheek, a cry in the
middle of the night, it means more. It means that you’re
actually alive, because most the time I feel like I’m dead,
I wish I was dead. Sadness means I’m not dead.

“No, I don’t.


- i.c.  //  enjoying sadness (via delicatepoetry)

(via there-are-monsters-inside-us)


Im like obsessed with this edit I keep saying that alot lol!! Anyways I just want to say thank u all for all the support and love and cherish yall always give to me❤️ l@arianagrande#arianagrande (at Plz Give Cred I Made This❁)

I will never understand judging someone..




For what they’re smoking, how they’re smoking, where they’re smoking or anything of the sort.

Clearly they’re happy smoking the way they want. So why do we have to judge them? If it’s not your life, don’t worry about it.

Promote good vibes~

I was literally just thinking about this.

I just can not fathom the stupidity of doing so u.u

(via smokeethatcannabis)


Haha yeah you got it! ;)

This has me stoned.