I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers,
Of April, May, of June, and July-flowers.
I sing of May-poles, hock-carts, wassails, wakes,
Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal-cakes.
I write of youth, of love, and have access
By these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
I write of groves, of twilights, and I sing
The Court of Mab, and of the Fairy King.
I write of hell; I sing (and ever shall)
Of heaven, and hope to have it after all.

  1. pikachusnuggles:

lumos5000:

jedigrrrl:

lindzconner:

Let’s get her on the show!!!

@BigBaldHead @wwwbigbaldhead

we got someone a fluffy chicken we can get this girl her dream too!! Bloggers Assemble!!!

Now that is a badass fucking dream. 


Get it girl

    pikachusnuggles:

    lumos5000:

    jedigrrrl:

    lindzconner:

    Let’s get her on the show!!!

    @BigBaldHead @wwwbigbaldhead

    we got someone a fluffy chicken we can get this girl her dream too!! Bloggers Assemble!!!

    Now that is a badass fucking dream. 

    Get it girl

    (via stayyoungkeepdancing)

    • *looking at my legs*:
      Oh my god why
    • *looking at my stomach*:
      Oh my god why
    • *looking at my arms*:
      Oh my god why
    • *looking at my face*:
      Oh my god why
    • *trying to exercise*:
      Oh my god why
    • *eating shitty food*:
      Oh my god why
    • *weighing myself*:
      Oh my god why
  2. conflictingheart:

fade into you

    conflictingheart:

    fade into you

  3. (Source: 700seas, via conflictingheart)

  4. negrotic:

    Rihanna becoming a bad bitch wasn’t even a gradual shift

    she just woke up one morning and was like nah fuck this and chopped off her hair and started singing about ridin dick

    (Source: anticodon, via lavenderandlilies)

  5. conflictingheart:

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