Sun
Dec
6
tmerr.
Saccharine melodies flow graciously out of the echoing bellies of stringed instruments
Twisting through the air like smoke from a sultry incense
sending shivers up the spine.
The winds sway like a golden breeze, percussion pounds as if a universal heart.
And at times, lyrics are sung, verbalizing emotions that everyone feels.
Not one can deny the call of music to the soul.Love is the same- it is the beauty of all this. Do not get me wrong-
There are so many types of love, why do I have to be speaking of romance?
Are not all valued relationships in life such luminous things?
buddhabrot: (via splitpeavintageblog)
later tumblr
- Friend: Hey. Buy us some beer and come party with us.
- Me: I don't know. I just got off and am pretty tired, plus I work again in a few hours.
- Friend: We'll pay.
- Me: See you in a few.
Beards on my dash always make me sad :[
amorningofsleep: helllloimjess:
Especially when it’s a boy talking about how he misses his beard. You look better without it. Don’t do this. Shaving is good. Shaving will get you more pussy.
Men that shave > Men that have beards
I only grow out my beard during the NHL playoffs. And in all honesty, I could care less about pussy when the playoffs is going on.
Nooo, beards win. Every time. Unless they are sickly looking patches of fuzz, or lumberjack beards (although those can sometimes work).
If you can’t appreciate a man with a beard then you don’t know what a real man is.
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The Ocean Breathes Salty, Modest Mouse.
I heard Hammerito/Mike/Flyers Fan really liked them or something.
Well I really like them. That’s all that matters.
We lay there counting the stars and making wishes, dreaming of a life we could never have.
Yet, we forget to count our blessings and take on our own life as it is.
Make your dreams come true.
Sat
Dec
5
