georgebeast:

Banjo’s first camping trip, he didn’t want to come home. 

Because of these pictures and how adorable that pup is, the boyfriend is insisting outlet next dog will be named banjo hahaha

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Tired. Holy cow I just did 40 minutes of calisthenics/intervals and in beat. But I have so much to get done before we leave tomorrow. I’m getting fluffy but whatevs


HOLY HOLY HOLY COW

I will be in San Francisco in two days!
My official anniversary is in THREE days. I cannot wait. I’ve been packed for over a week, yet the weather forecast changed this morning.
So tomorrow is all about perfecting what I’m packing. Yes I have OCD


: Yeezy Taught Me→

worldfamousprofessor:

On Facebook, I listed Kanye West
under the section on my profile
about inspirational people.
I got a message asking if it was a joke.
“He’s too arrogant,
he’s too self-obsessed,
and he’s a bit of an asshole,” they said
as though it were obvious,
like there isn’t any…



suicideblonde:

Justin Timberlake and Carey Mulligan at the Cannes Film Festival photocall for Inside Llewyn Davis, May 19th

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It’s Sunday, I’m going blonde again, have a selfie :)



scotchtrooper:

 

pokemon-trainer-lunasea:

First ink :) done by a super talented friend of mine =^.^=


Fantastic!



sarlacc:

brokentripod:

t0gekisses:

I literally gasped

Yip yip, motherfucker

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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I cannot wait to be in San Fran with my man

Five days until our “official” four year anniversary. And none of you can even come close to understanding how STRANGE and AMAZING that is for me.
I say “official” because it’s been longer than that, which actually shows a lot of how difficult I am to be in a relationship with.



vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.