*This is where you dream*



pomeray:

my fashion sense is called i am cold and pissed off


castithann:

wait do men actually think that women shave their legs regularly in the winter because son I have some news for you


foodchewer:

will you marry me? *pulls an onion ring from pocket*


buttlicked:

*touches ur butt* sorry it was an assident


tworepublic:

HOW DO CALCULATORS WORK WE INVENTED THEM WHY ARE THEY SMARTER THAN US


australiansanta:

i’d be such a bad lawyer i’d just be like ‘your honour, tbh idk and idc like its up to u man’


t-i-n-g:

i cant even play hard to get im already hard to want


gay4zayn:

current mood: zayn being interviewed by tyler oakley

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are you sure
are you really sure, biebersgurl4ever1
that you never listen to bieber
are you totally sure

are you sure

are you really sure, biebersgurl4ever1

that you never listen to bieber

are you totally sure


daydreamersblog:

*I do not own this photo*
My country still bleeds,
As the rest watch through screens. 
Many of us cannot return, 
But we have to watch our cities burn. 
Every night our tears are shed, 
As we count the children dead. 
Do you see what the government’s done, 
As they’re being supplied with gun after gun.
Everyone’s homes, along with their memories, 
His cold, and pitiless heart shows no boundaries. 
He doesn’t really care about the count,
As we all watch the bodies start to mount. 
Heaven gains hundreds of angels everyday,
But all we can do is pray.
As mothers lose their children, 
The only sound they want to hear is from a siren.
But no ambulance will come,
As the bodies turn numb.
Fathers carry their bleeding child,
As he adds them to the rest that are piled. 
Families are torn apart, 
Is it because some people have no heart?
So now all I ask from every reader,
If you ever think about this “leader”.
Think about the people he’s murdered,
Should this go on any further?
Help us spread the news around,
Before the rest of our cities plummet to the ground. 
Syria needs help, but so do others, 
Help us stop these rising numbers. 

daydreamersblog:

*I do not own this photo*

My country still bleeds,

As the rest watch through screens. 

Many of us cannot return, 

But we have to watch our cities burn. 

Every night our tears are shed, 

As we count the children dead. 

Do you see what the government’s done, 

As they’re being supplied with gun after gun.

Everyone’s homes, along with their memories, 

His cold, and pitiless heart shows no boundaries. 

He doesn’t really care about the count,

As we all watch the bodies start to mount. 

Heaven gains hundreds of angels everyday,

But all we can do is pray.

As mothers lose their children, 

The only sound they want to hear is from a siren.

But no ambulance will come,

As the bodies turn numb.

Fathers carry their bleeding child,

As he adds them to the rest that are piled. 

Families are torn apart, 

Is it because some people have no heart?

So now all I ask from every reader,

If you ever think about this “leader”.

Think about the people he’s murdered,

Should this go on any further?

Help us spread the news around,

Before the rest of our cities plummet to the ground. 

Syria needs help, but so do others, 

Help us stop these rising numbers.