Mi name is Miguel... but you can call me what ever you want
i am 15 and this is my blog... Acording to my logic this is a gatway to almost everything that i like... if you put it that way you could say that is a way to get to know me and my head... so acording to that... you will find all the things i Like, so yeah...
Enjoy ;D and don't forget to click the Follow button
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
petition for dudes to shut the fuck up about makeup on women
petition for everyone to shut the fuck up about makeup on women
petition for everyone to shut the fuck up about makeup on anyone
petition for everyone to shut the fuck up.
petition to fuck everyone
[AGGRESSIVELY TRIES TO SING LEAD VOCALS AND BACK UP VOCALS AT THE SAME TIME]
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When people quote The Perks of Being A Wallflower, why do they quote things like “And in that moment, I swear we were infinite,” or “We accept the love we think we deserve,” when there are gems like this.
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i-sold-my-soul-for-the-tardis:
GUYS I JUST REALIZED WHY PAPER BEATS ROCK OH MY GOD
PAPER SYMBOLIZES WORDS WHICH SYMBOLIZES BRAINS
AND ROCK SYMBOLIZES BRAWN.
BRAINS OVER BRAWN.
MIND OVER MATTER.
PAPER OVER ROCK.
You clever little shit.
then what the fuck does scissors mean
lesbians
what
SCISSORS SYMBOLIZE SOCIETY
THEY CUT DOWN THE MIND
BUT ACCEPT THE BODY
maybe lesbians idk
See it isn’t funny, because I did that in theaters when we watched Star Trek.
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450 square feet, WOW! - specht harpman
cabinets and cuboards the game
I’m not usually too fond of modern designs, they’re just not my bag. And I really dread the idea of living, rather permanently, in a micro-home because I have way too much stuff and need way too much space to work in. But this thing… this is lovely.
if this were to be put on top of a two car garage i could live here and have a workshop and it would be amazing
no but seriously i have this text post stuck in my sketchbook it genuinely motivates me to do art
If you feel like you need permission to indulge in vanity, this is it.
You are allowed to think you look beautiful, pretty, handsome, dashing, lovely, what have you.
You are allowed to take tons of selfies.
You are allowed to get lost in your own eyes in the mirror.
You are allowed to strut your stuff.
You are allowed to think you’re a pretty rad person.
You are allowed to love the fuck out of yourself.
