July 15, 2011
O M G

O M G

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July 15, 2011
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June 4, 2011
I want this!!! badly!

I want this!!! badly!

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June 2, 2011
"If you don’t believe in even the possibility of magic , you’ll never ever find it."

— Richard Castle in Castle (Nathan Fillion)

June 2, 2011
"Everybody out there, don’t ever take anybody for granted ‘cause you never know when you might lose ‘em and you may never get a chance to tell them how you really feel."

— Mariah Carey

June 2, 2011

amateurdreamer:

When you’re hurt, it’s OK

  • To flirt.
  • To date.
  • To hate.
  • To mingle with other people.
  • To drink.
  • To cry.
  • To laugh out loud.
  • To scream.
  • To dance wild.

You know why?

‘Cause when you’re hurt, you don’t owe anybody any explanation on how you choose to repair what that person broke. 

Live your life as you wish.

Until you’re whole again.

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June 2, 2011
mysteryillneversolve:

Love this! Castle pwnage!

I laughed so hard at this scene. :)))))

mysteryillneversolve:

Love this! Castle pwnage!

I laughed so hard at this scene. :)))))

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June 2, 2011
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June 2, 2011
fuckyeahhayleywilliams:

bianca-riot:

fortheloveofparamore:

(via Paramonster by ~rob8370 on deviantART)
Too cool, too cool.

 wow. why can’t i be good at art?!!!

Awesome!
Who’s the monster supposed to be? ;) ..LOL

fuckyeahhayleywilliams:

bianca-riot:

fortheloveofparamore:

(via Paramonster by ~rob8370 on deviantART)

Too cool, too cool.

 wow. why can’t i be good at art?!!!

Awesome!

Who’s the monster supposed to be? ;) ..LOL

(via thisisaparamoreblog)

June 1, 2011

beautynbutter:

“That’s my mother.” Marie tells me regarding the painting with affection.

My gaze snaps to her face with my eyes bulging right out of its sockets. “May!” I exclaim from the moment of recognition.

“That’s what she used to call me.” She says with teary eyes.

“She … and I.” my eyes paint into a mild form remembering the good old times with her and her mother. I considered her my family.

A flashback comes to me of when I was fifteen. It was the last day I saw her, right before I left this town.

She looked so differently compared to what she looks like now. She was still wearing braces and her hair wasn’t as magnificent. But she was still the most beautiful thing in the world to me. Scratch that, she was the world to me. She was my first and only love in this life. We had been in love for almost a year. She was the only reason I had for staying so long in this cursed town.

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