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malfoymannor:

ultimate indie collection, part ii a collection of songs that every indie lover should listen to.

listen here | tracks | image credit (part i)

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dear-monday:

Repeat after me: I am a goddess. My spirit is towering, my soul is mighty, my breasts are magnificent and my shoes are super fucking cute.

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Anonymous asked: My dad lost 40 pounds in a month and he wasn't even that fat with this. Me and you should do it together I need to drop weight for summer go to bit(.)ly/tumblrfun

That’s cool!! Let’s try!!

taltide:

exalte-d:

breathe-tropics:

YESSSSSS

HAHAHAHAHA

omg i can’t  even.

taltide:

exalte-d:

breathe-tropics:

YESSSSSS

HAHAHAHAHA

omg i can’t  even.

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assemble-the-assbutts:

waitingforthetardistocome:

this just happened on my dash and i’m dying laughing.

THIS IS JUST TOO PERFECT

assemble-the-assbutts:

waitingforthetardistocome:

this just happened on my dash and i’m dying laughing.

THIS IS JUST TOO PERFECT

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500daysofevilexes:

thewombatslair:

peterlily:

Oh, the cleverness of me!

Peter is a punk rocker.

Aherm. Yeah, this is what I wore to the Disneybound Day at Disneyland (which was full of fun and great people, by the way). Breakdown time, but…

First and foremost, I want to thank whimsicalmela for taking many of these pictures! She was super sweet and offered while we hung out for the day!

All righty, here it goes. Basically, I had to do a sort of punk-ish Peter Pan. What else would the kid be? 

The shoes: Picked ‘em up at the Melrose swapmeet. Heck yeah.

The pants: Those were white once. Dyed ‘em.

The shirt: Bought it from a kid who was making these. I think he was starting his company? Either way, my favorite shirt I own.

The vest: Okay, here’s where hours of my life and ounces of blood went into. I butchered an old denim jacket to start, and from there, it was all scratch. The patches were all hand painted and sewn on. I made the hood from some flannel then got some feathers and colored the tips. Sewed those on one-by-one and had to make sure they all stayed flat so  they wouldn’t fold and snap. All the star spots on the back were painstakingly pushed in and bent back so they didn’t pop off. On the front, more hand painted patches and the green star panels (more dyed fabric so it’d match everything else). I made several pins like the ones you get at concerts for bands, but instead relating to things of the Neverland variety. Most are self-explanatory, but there’s a few tougher ones in there I’ll let you ponder on. One side is reserved for native american-ish/Tiger Lily stuff, because she’s awesome. Of course, we couldn’t forget Tink! I took a charm Cindy gave me and painted it to put it in a bottle cap. I think that’s it? Yeah, I’m going to say that’s it.

Accessories: I really do love the crocodile. I found myself a ring and made a wrist band out of various pieces of leather and a button I painted to look like an eyeball. The little chevron band is something I made a long time ago, just sort of has all Peter’s colors in it. The rings were part bought, part made. The leather one with the acorn I carved and dyed, and the dagger ring I rigged with a charm I painted. The raven’s claw is kind of a distant reference to a character in Kensington Gardens, but that’s not exactly Disneybound-related so much as just Peter Pan. Lastly, I made a little clip with a bottle full of pixie dust! 

P.S. Please don’t hijack/alter/etc the idea. This took a long, long time to construct and is pretty dear to me and all that jazz.

OH MY AWESOME I’M GONNA CRY WITH HAPPINESS ;A;

This is…actually pretty awesome.

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lacienegajustsmiled:

When you were singing that song, you were singing it to Finn and only Finn, right?

It was made different somehow by the softness of Quinn’s voice, the warmth of her skin, the fact that Rachel could feel Quinn’s heart pounding in her chest as she called them “friends.”  The physical closeness they’d shared that evening was something Rachel had craved for a while without really knowing it, and for a while longer without really knowing why. 

And it was made different also by the rest of what Quinn had said:

Friends tell each other the truth.

It had sounded so reassuring at first, but somewhere along the way, on the drive back home from Shelby’s, it had really hit her, and she’d had to pull over to the side of the road to catch her breath. 

Friends tell each other the truth.

It made her hands shake and her vision go blurry.

Telling Quinn the truth meant telling the truth about the wedding.  And in order to tell the truth about the wedding, she’d have to know what that truth really was.  And no matter how many times she went over it in her mind, there were still parts of that day—and the days that led up to it—that she just didn’t understand.

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alexbrah:

I’ve reblogged this a million times and I’m okay with that..

alexbrah:

I’ve reblogged this a million times and I’m okay with that..

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Once upon a time, there was two girls in a coffee shop…

hajabeg:

mysteryofalba:

mysteryofalba:

And Hajabeg(x) tweeted us their story:

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IT GOT BETTER!!!!!!!

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I tweeted earlier that I had a Melise update and this is it:

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malfoymannor:

ultimate indie collection, part ii a collection of songs that every indie lover should listen to.

listen here | tracks | image credit (part i)

(via lenasheadey)

dear-monday:

Repeat after me: I am a goddess. My spirit is towering, my soul is mighty, my breasts are magnificent and my shoes are super fucking cute.

(via lenasheadey)

Anonymous asked: My dad lost 40 pounds in a month and he wasn't even that fat with this. Me and you should do it together I need to drop weight for summer go to bit(.)ly/tumblrfun

That’s cool!! Let’s try!!

taltide:

exalte-d:

breathe-tropics:

YESSSSSS

HAHAHAHAHA

omg i can’t  even.

taltide:

exalte-d:

breathe-tropics:

YESSSSSS

HAHAHAHAHA

omg i can’t  even.

(Source: pure-infinity, via numquam)

assemble-the-assbutts:

waitingforthetardistocome:

this just happened on my dash and i’m dying laughing.

THIS IS JUST TOO PERFECT

assemble-the-assbutts:

waitingforthetardistocome:

this just happened on my dash and i’m dying laughing.

THIS IS JUST TOO PERFECT

(via teaandwii)

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500daysofevilexes:

thewombatslair:

peterlily:

Oh, the cleverness of me!

Peter is a punk rocker.

Aherm. Yeah, this is what I wore to the Disneybound Day at Disneyland (which was full of fun and great people, by the way). Breakdown time, but…

First and foremost, I want to thank whimsicalmela for taking many of these pictures! She was super sweet and offered while we hung out for the day!

All righty, here it goes. Basically, I had to do a sort of punk-ish Peter Pan. What else would the kid be? 

The shoes: Picked ‘em up at the Melrose swapmeet. Heck yeah.

The pants: Those were white once. Dyed ‘em.

The shirt: Bought it from a kid who was making these. I think he was starting his company? Either way, my favorite shirt I own.

The vest: Okay, here’s where hours of my life and ounces of blood went into. I butchered an old denim jacket to start, and from there, it was all scratch. The patches were all hand painted and sewn on. I made the hood from some flannel then got some feathers and colored the tips. Sewed those on one-by-one and had to make sure they all stayed flat so  they wouldn’t fold and snap. All the star spots on the back were painstakingly pushed in and bent back so they didn’t pop off. On the front, more hand painted patches and the green star panels (more dyed fabric so it’d match everything else). I made several pins like the ones you get at concerts for bands, but instead relating to things of the Neverland variety. Most are self-explanatory, but there’s a few tougher ones in there I’ll let you ponder on. One side is reserved for native american-ish/Tiger Lily stuff, because she’s awesome. Of course, we couldn’t forget Tink! I took a charm Cindy gave me and painted it to put it in a bottle cap. I think that’s it? Yeah, I’m going to say that’s it.

Accessories: I really do love the crocodile. I found myself a ring and made a wrist band out of various pieces of leather and a button I painted to look like an eyeball. The little chevron band is something I made a long time ago, just sort of has all Peter’s colors in it. The rings were part bought, part made. The leather one with the acorn I carved and dyed, and the dagger ring I rigged with a charm I painted. The raven’s claw is kind of a distant reference to a character in Kensington Gardens, but that’s not exactly Disneybound-related so much as just Peter Pan. Lastly, I made a little clip with a bottle full of pixie dust! 

P.S. Please don’t hijack/alter/etc the idea. This took a long, long time to construct and is pretty dear to me and all that jazz.

OH MY AWESOME I’M GONNA CRY WITH HAPPINESS ;A;

This is…actually pretty awesome.

(via teaandwii)

lacienegajustsmiled:

When you were singing that song, you were singing it to Finn and only Finn, right?

It was made different somehow by the softness of Quinn’s voice, the warmth of her skin, the fact that Rachel could feel Quinn’s heart pounding in her chest as she called them “friends.”  The physical closeness they’d shared that evening was something Rachel had craved for a while without really knowing it, and for a while longer without really knowing why. 

And it was made different also by the rest of what Quinn had said:

Friends tell each other the truth.

It had sounded so reassuring at first, but somewhere along the way, on the drive back home from Shelby’s, it had really hit her, and she’d had to pull over to the side of the road to catch her breath. 

Friends tell each other the truth.

It made her hands shake and her vision go blurry.

Telling Quinn the truth meant telling the truth about the wedding.  And in order to tell the truth about the wedding, she’d have to know what that truth really was.  And no matter how many times she went over it in her mind, there were still parts of that day—and the days that led up to it—that she just didn’t understand.

(via patronustrip)

alexbrah:

I’ve reblogged this a million times and I’m okay with that..

alexbrah:

I’ve reblogged this a million times and I’m okay with that..

(Source: pinta-tu-mundo, via numquam)

Once upon a time, there was two girls in a coffee shop…

hajabeg:

mysteryofalba:

mysteryofalba:

And Hajabeg(x) tweeted us their story:

Read More

IT GOT BETTER!!!!!!!

Read More

I tweeted earlier that I had a Melise update and this is it:

Read More

(via quinn-fabray)

Once upon a time, there was two girls in a coffee shop…

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