Are you ever just overwhelmed by the horrifying thought that maybe, nobody ACTUALLY wants you around? And it’s not that you think everyone hates you, but it’s just that you’re not special to anyone? And that its really kind of sucky that you’re about 98% sure that nobody thinks “Wow, I just really like talking to her.” and that you could probably just disappear without anyone caring that much?
Loch Cluanie, Scotland | by © Charlie Reynolds | via hellanne
Row Row Row your boat, god daMN IT I SAID BOW TAKE A STROKE
row row row your boat SIT THE FUCKING BOAT STERN FOUR
A walk along the Isis
Sometimes, we walk the Isis tow path to head into Oxford to study or to meet friends. This was a Saturday, and these are all the activities that were going on in our little walk - a row team being shouted at by the man on the bicycle (he’s the coach - not a heckler!), another team putting out (or pulling in?) its boat, a house boat visit (complete with gins), and a riverboat wedding reception. All-in-all, a fantastically beautiful walk filled with living and life.
Sunset in Chicago
deb-ultimatefangirloftheuniverse:
Number one rule of Tumblr:
ALWAYS REBLOG THE DARN CREATOR IF HE IS ON YOUR DASHBOARD.
If you don’t, get off Tumblr. Now.
woop woop party time up in here yo.
He looks like that guy off of glee in the wheel chair.
i’m curious to know what is written on their arms
also, these are upper saint clair girls, if anyone knows them I have some pictures of them they would probably like to see
