my sense of style is
“fuck im late”
“what is this”
“i love this shirt im gonna wear it for 2 weeks straight”
Jesus turned water into wine, Ben Howard turned shit into gold.
here is a judgemental lamp
Ernest Hemingway (via parrillaholic)
- Mama Avery: Now give your mom a kiss, Avery. She just bough you a hospital.
50% of me wants to be the type of girl who does yoga at night, and drinks green tea, and reads books, and wears cute pyjamas, and stays at home; while the other 50% of me wants to wear my sexiest outfit and go out doing lines of cocaine off strippers racks while dancing to dirty music until I black out.