tyleroakley:

MILEY HAS NO TIME FOR THIS SHIT.

pleurphoria:

hashtagmeow:

failureuponfailure:

backyardskills:

one of my all time favourite photos

its back

so don’t even tell me i matter, because i don’t.

oh how wrong you all are.

every word we utter and every action we make has an impact on everyone on this earth.

something as small as the flutter of a butterfly’s wing can ultimately cause a typhoon halfway around the world.

everything is connected and everything matters. there’s not an atom in our bodies that has not been forged in the furnace of the sun.

and… we are all related. every single one of us has ascended from the same human beings.

we are family. we are one with the sun. we are one with the moon. we are one with the sea. we are one with the earth. we are one with nature.

conveys:

i’m just going to pretend i didn’t post that other one

oceanisity:

I want to sleep with you, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. I don’t know, I guess something about being able to synchronize our breathing to our own heartbeats really attracts me to the idea. I’d love to fall asleep to the sound of your voice and the smell of your hair. If I had my way, we’d cuddle and tell each other childhood stories before finally falling into a silent bliss. I want to sleep with you because I want to see if you snore, and if you do, I’ll tease you about it for the rest of our lives together. I want to be able to wake you up with a dozen kisses, just to stare into your eyes and silently communicate to you just how much I love you, because I just can’t find the words. Look forward to waking up to the smell of pancakes and pure sunshine, but don’t go anywhere. Yes that’s right, I’m cooking you breakfast in bed.

^ this is amazing