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I like boots. I like cowboy boots. I like love. I like sleeping. I like boats. I like blogging. I like perogies. I like television. I like kitty cats. I like bird houses. I like hot showers. I like sewing. I like fabrics. I like Fall. I like big trees. I like orange-smelling things. I like belts. I like long necklaces. I like picnics. I like woven baskets. I like soap. I like giraffes. I taking photos in photo booths. I like brown purses. I like strawberry sherbert. I like books. I like sticky bras. I like princess crowns. I like sunshine. I like cold weather. I like camping. I like city lights. I like stars. I like kisses. I like sunglasses. I like quiet whispers. I like buttons. I like things made of wood. I like silver rings. I like flowers. I like chocolate-reece ice cream. I like long naps. I like grape soda. I like warm blankets. I like driving on long country roads. I like cows. I like log cabins. I like pillows. I like teddy bears. I like fans. I like affection. I like packing bags. I like surprises. I like phone calls. I like notes. I like getting packages in the mail. I like goodnight kisses. I like ginger ale. I like band aids. I like camp fires. I like interior design. I like drinking tea in mason jars. I like vintage florals. I like Goodwill shops. I like toast. I like warm pullovers. I like snow. I like the cold. I like hot showers. I like hammocks.

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13 October 09

Reblogged: kindacarsick

12 October 09

I don’t know if you felt that or not.

But it felt like two people kissing after hours of thinking about it.

It felt like two people talking after nights of silence.

It felt like two people touching after weeks of being numb.

It felt like two people facing each other after months of looking away.

It felt like two people in love after years of being alone.

And it felt like two people meeting each other, after an entire lifetime of not meeting each other.


(via I Wrote This For You)

7 October 09
You tell me when I’m being an arrogant son of a bitch, & I tell you when you’re a pain in the ass, which you are, 99% of the time. I’m not afraid to hurt your feelings. You have like a two second recovery rate,& then you’re on to doing the next pain in the ass thing.
So it’s not going to be easy; it’s going to be really hard. We’re going to have to work
at this everyday, but I want to do that. Because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you & me, everyday.
— The Notebook (via staree)

Reblogged: staree

Posted: 9:50 PM
You look one hundred percent better when I can’t see you.
Lolita (1997). (via flickflickflicker)

Reblogged: flickflickflicker

Posted: 9:43 PM
littlemiss:

This is probably one of the funniest pictures I have everrrrr seen! AHHAHAAHAHA!

littlemiss:

This is probably one of the funniest pictures I have everrrrr seen! AHHAHAAHAHA!

Reblogged: littlemiss

2 October 09
Posted: 3:20 PM
(via staree)

(via staree)

Reblogged: staree

Posted: 4:24 AM

Reblogged: thelovelybones

1 October 09
Trust me, I’m not lying. I do miss you deep down inside. You told me that I wouldn’t lose you, yet I lost you. You told me you wanted to spend time with me, but I didn’t get my chance to. Somehow I should have expected this to happen, but I didn’t let it bother me. It’s kind of like I wanted it to happen. You said things that no one has ever said to me and you opened my eyes to what surrounds me. You made me realize that I had a lot more than I actually thought and no one has made me feel so loved like you did. You taught me how to love. You taught me to not only love myself, but you taught me how to love others. Whether you believe it or not, I fell in love with you.
— (via eletheowl)

Reblogged: eletheowl

Posted: 3:35 PM

So.

thewrongyoulike:

rantsraveandreblogs:

I have like 44 followers.
I want all of you to reblog this post and tell me something about yourself. Name, age, where you’re from, pet peeves, favorite lyrics, a random fact.
I want to try and keep track of who’s who, and don’t think this means I’m a bad person, I just have a shitty memory and can’t remember anything.
GO!

 name; bretlyn.

age; 16 suckahhhs

from; va

pet peeve; one worded text messages

random fact; i’m currently at school

favorite lyric; all those others girls, yeah they’re beautiful but would they right a song for you? ha ha

I’m Jessi :)

I’m 16, turning 17 in March.

I searched my school to see who has a tumblr and you poped up, so I followed you. :D

My pet peeve is stupid people, people tailgating my car, and those really touchy people who think they have to hug me everytime they see me. :|

Reblogged: youcanjumpthenfall

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh