when ur iphone charger starts wearing a turtleneck u know the end is coming
Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.
applause for you omg
the only boys i need in my life:
- michael (kors)
- christian (dior/louboutin)
- jimmy (choo)
- louis (vuitton)
- tommy (hilfiger)
- yves (saint-laurent)
- giorgio (armani)
- louis-francois (cartier)
the only boys yall can afford
I would like Lucy Liu to be the next James Bond and Sebastian Stan to be her Bond boy.
you know how when you go to a concert or show of some sort and the person on stage is like “HOW’S EVERYONE DOING TONIGHT?!?!?!?!” and the audience cheers back? why? you’re not answering the question, you’re just yelling. imagine if we did that in daily conversation. “hey jeff, how are ya?” and jeff just starts screaming and clapping in your face