durbikins:

When I die, I want to be buried with sunglasses on and my hands behind my head. So when I deteriorate, I’ll be the chillest skeleton in the graveyard.

(via mrthelma)

finewomenblog:

Funny how we see eachother every day, but pretend to be like stranger to each other.

doctordonna10:

jaaaaaaaaaackfrost:

why does it matter if someone’s room isn’t clean

like it’s their own personal living space

if they want it messy and they’re comfortable with that then let them keep it like that it’s not your room and there’s this thing called a door that prevents you from having to see it so unless you’re going to go out of your way to spend your own time living in there calm down martha stuart

(Source: jaclcfrost, via chickennuggetsdude)