I probably care more than I should about most people, places and things, but I know enough to hold on to what makes me happy.
Hello, if anyone is still following me, I have finally remembered my password after three years and so here’s a picture of my nana and I that accurately describes everything that is important. Aside from (or also including?) that balding man’s ponytail.
The cat in the background is the best part.
(via egosumlux-blog)
i just automatically assume my phone isn’t receiving texts. it’s comforting for a moment.
(Source: powerarmor, via doctorkongx)
i… you guys.. i keep listening to one direction and call maybe. i’m home alone, but i refuse to not use heaphones. so hi tumblr, nice to see you again. it’s been a while.
elliott’s hungover, you guys. #elliottphotoaday (Taken with Instagram at Fly Honey Warehouse)
Anonymous asked: John Coffey, the Skeleton Dude was my great great grandfather.
if that’s true, that’s really cool
flannel owl sheets, lambchop and rocko’s modern life. i am 5 years old again and it feels awesome.
the only picture ever.
i’m reading “the agency” by frank rose. it’s about the william morris agency and it mentions early on about the freak shows in new york in the late 1800s, early 1900s. one “freak” in particular, “the skeleton dude,” made me giggle so i looked him up. his name was john coffey. it’s crazy. old freak shows are ridiculously interesting, to say the least.
oh, shit. i thought you said “Tootie” picture. my bad.
