this is one of my friends, its one of my favorite pictures :)
9 Loves
1. Music
2. Dancing in my bedroom like a fucking clown.
3. Not giving two shits.
4. Spending the whole day on Tumblr
5. Speaking to friends and actually having something to talk about.
6. Strutting like badasses to the park, then racing eachother to the swings.
7. Diet Coke
8. Having too much caffeine and thinking I can do anything
9. Looking in the mirror and not wanting to set fire to my fucking house.
i kinda want a bird tattooed on the back of my left hip or angel wings connecting to a spine on my back, im not sure where id get the owl though, what do you think about it??
My sister, Christi, had a baby when I was 17, and I had just heard about crib death. The horrible thing was that it wasn’t understood. For some unknown reason the baby would stop breathing. So I would sneak into where the baby was sleeping and put my hand in her crib, hold her little finger, and I’d sleep on the floor like that. It was stupid, I’m sure. But I thought the warmth of my hand might help, that maybe if she felt my pulse it would remind her to breathe.
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Johnny Depp awe so sweet |
