(To the tune of Our House) corn dog. In the middle there’s some meat
when he white but not a piece of shit
My dude
Look at you. You鈥檙e young. And you鈥檙e scared. Why are you so scared? Stop being paralyzed. Stop swallowing your words. Stop caring what other people think. Wear what you want. Say what you want. Listen to the music you want to listen to. Play it loud as fuck and dance to it. Go out for a drive at midnight and forget that you have school the next day. Stop waiting for Friday. Live now. Do it now. Take risks. Tell secrets. This life is yours. When are you going to realize that you can do whatever you want?
that moment during a concert when u realize that the musicians are actually real and you’re like wtf
I don’t know why.. But I really like this.
I’m absolutely in love with this.
From Here To There: A growing map of Manhattan made only of directions from strangers on scraps.
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