Vienna waits for you.


But the dreamers of the day are dangerous people,
For they dream their dreams with open eyes,
and make them come true.
D.H. Lawrence

Ask me anything

jensen-fuckles:

The new harry potter movie looks great

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One day, he’s going to know. He’ll know your birthday, your middle name, where you were born, your star sign, and your parents names. He’ll know how old you were when you learnt to ride a bike, how your grandparents passed away, how many pets you had, and how much you hated going to school. He’ll know your eye colour, your scars, your freckles, your laugh lines and your birth marks. He’ll know your favourite book, movie, candy, food, pair of shoes, colour, and song. He’s going to know why you’re awake at 5am most nights, where you were when you realised you’d lost a good friend, why you picked up the razor and how you managed to put it down before things went too far. He’s going to know your phobias, your dreams, your fears, your wishes, and your worries. He’s going to know about your first heartbreak, your dream wedding, and your problems with your parents. He’ll know your strengths, weaknesses, laziness, energy, and your mixed emotions. He’s going to know about your love for mayonnaise, your dream of being famous when you were five, your need to quote any film you know all the way through, and your fear of growing older. He’ll know your bad habits, your mannerisms, your stroppy pout,r McDonald’s order, how many sugars to put in your tea, how man your facial expressions, and your laugh like it’s his favourite song. The way you chew, drink, walk, sleep, fidget and kiss. He’s going to know that you’ve already picked out wedding flowers, baby names, tiles for the bathroom, bridesmaid dresses, and the colour of your bedroom walls. He’s going to know, get annoyed at and then accept that you leave clothes everywhere, take twenty minutes to order a Starbucks, have to organise your DVD’s alphabetically, and check your horoscope… just incase. He’ll know youy scoops of ice cream you want, and that you need your sandwiches cut into triangles. He’s going to know how you feel without you telling him, that you need a wee from a look on your face, and that you’re crying without shedding tears. He’s going to know all of it. Everything. You, from top to bottom and inside out. From learning, from sharing, from listening, from watching. He’s going to know every single thing there is to know, and he is still going to love you.

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undeadthug:

where do grandmas and aunties even buy this shit? It’s not in stores???do they have a dealer who sells to them???? 

undeadthug:

where do grandmas and aunties even buy this shit? It’s not in stores???do they have a dealer who sells to them???? 

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awwww-cute:

World’s cutest kitten promoted to Queen of the Clovers

awwww-cute:

World’s cutest kitten promoted to Queen of the Clovers

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antares-nova:

babygoatsandfriends:

goats-4-everyone:

babygoatsandfriends:

marthaachloe:

WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT YOU ABUSIVE ANIMAL THE PUPPIES HAVE DONE NOTHING TO YOU WHAT THE HELL 


This is actually the way baby goats socialize and create bonds with their want to be friends. :) The poor thing just wants a friend. The puppies are the abusive ones neglecting it of friendship with their misunderstanding of the mysterious world of goats and their social behaviors.

=)

In the goat’s mind: ”hello furry sausages let’s be friends okay”
In the puppies’ minds: “jeSUS CHRIST WHAT THE HELL”

antares-nova:

babygoatsandfriends:

goats-4-everyone:

babygoatsandfriends:

marthaachloe:

WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT YOU ABUSIVE ANIMAL THE PUPPIES HAVE DONE NOTHING TO YOU WHAT THE HELL 

This is actually the way baby goats socialize and create bonds with their want to be friends. :) The poor thing just wants a friend. The puppies are the abusive ones neglecting it of friendship with their misunderstanding of the mysterious world of goats and their social behaviors.

=)

In the goat’s mind: ”hello furry sausages let’s be friends okay”

In the puppies’ minds: “jeSUS CHRIST WHAT THE HELL”

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