You used to say we were parallel lines, but when our time finally came, we intersected so fast that I know we will never know each other again.
she reaches down seductively. I guide her hand to my zipper. she unzips my fanny pack by mistake. raviolis spill out everywhere
(via tsarcasm)
My taste in music ranges from “you need to listen to this” to “I know, please don’t judge me.”
(Source: fourwheeldevice, via aneeek)
I took my love and I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills
And the landslide brought me down
Oh, mirror in the sky—what is love?
Can the child in my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changin’…ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
I don’t know…..I don’t know…
Well I’ve been afraid of changin’
Because I’ve built my life around you
But time makes is bolder; children get older
I’m getting older too….
So, take this love…take it down.
Oh, if you climb a mountain and you turn around
and you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills…
well, the landslide will bring you down;
The landslide will bring you down…
(via funpoolparty)
Mi papá tiene 47 años= my dad is 47 years old
Mi papa tiene 47 anos= my potato has 47 assholes
I love spanish
(Source: purgatorystuck, via goabroadd)
