I dont understand how you can dream about someone you havent met yet, and that how in my dream they can have a face but the moment I wake up the face is gone. Only the memory that there was a face remains.
I have no clues on where to start looking.
So I marched today, Wore a kilt and played snare with the 2RAR pipes and drums. I fucking love my job.
#life
I don’t post as often as I should. I get so distracted by everyone else’s pretty things.
#anhonestconfession
Q:Have you done tumblrdatinggame(.)com yet?
Anonymous
uhm. no Im not even sure what it is?
This is possibly the greatest picture on the planet. Is there an award for that? if not I’m making one and giving it to this picture.
Life = Complete
Source: tellrollingstonemagazine
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