Lesley Charity ♥

Lesley Charity ♥

Jesus Lover ~ Volleyball Player ~ Excessive Talker ~ Frequent Eater ~ Helplessly immature.

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paradisaic:

osm-rhodey:

paradisaic:

our teacher told us to put our phones away so i took a picture of him

Just put the damn phone away. Classes only take up a part of the day.

i graduated as the sole valedictorian of my class and got a full-ride to my school of choice thanks for the tips but i’m good

(Source: darkandmysteriousandpissedoff, via ifyoulaugh)

karla-world:

Klaus is so sexy

sexponents:

i can’t wait until im older and have someone who loves me and i get to cuddle and kiss them everyday and fall asleep in their arms every night and wake up in the morning and see their face and know i’m loved unconditionally by someone and be happy with my life for once

you know you’ve been on tumblr too long when you expect this to end with something satanic and bloodthirsty

(via underthecitylightss)

tupacabra:

this is exactly what the end of the semester feels like

i need a hot boy who thinks they’re really ugly so they think im out of their league but actually they are way out of my league

(Source: baboushkat, via underthecitylightss)

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

a sentence
will always look
like poetry

if you
hit enter
a lot

(via hotboyproblems)

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