My Paradise
Life, as I see it and wish it to be
My Paradise
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alphamalepeterhale:

shes-so-maverick:

cptasshole:

crueltiess:

northern-scar:

thelovely-andlonely:

impactings:

Back when we were all still friends, we used to walk down this street to these woods to get high. Some of us would smoke cigarettes and others would drink. It was the hang out spot of the neighborhood. There was an old mattress the older kids left there to have sex on, and one time we found some girls underwear hanging from a tree. I miss being stupid and reckless, not giving a single fuck about how much trouble we could have gotten into, just being carefree. But we’re all different now, different colleges and stuff. The people I sat here for hours with late after we had snuck out and brought a pot of macaroni and cheese on a Friday night are different. Most of us don’t even get along anymore, let alone talk. But for some reason, when I think back to it these are some of my fondest memories from high school. What ever happened to us anyways? We were fucking awesome. These memories, they were awesome. We were a family, and most friends don’t have what we did. We had this weird bond where nobody really had one best friend in particular, we all loved each other the same. We were together every day. The new people we’ve all become suck. Those new friends that know you so well, they’ll never know you guys like we knew each other.

I literally just felt my heart crack omg

Fucking hell

After reading it through three times I burst out in tears

crying like a baby

Every time I read this I cry I’m inlove with this

I’m in physical pain
alphamalepeterhale:

shes-so-maverick:

cptasshole:

crueltiess:

northern-scar:

thelovely-andlonely:

impactings:

Back when we were all still friends, we used to walk down this street to these woods to get high. Some of us would smoke cigarettes and others would drink. It was the hang out spot of the neighborhood. There was an old mattress the older kids left there to have sex on, and one time we found some girls underwear hanging from a tree. I miss being stupid and reckless, not giving a single fuck about how much trouble we could have gotten into, just being carefree. But we’re all different now, different colleges and stuff. The people I sat here for hours with late after we had snuck out and brought a pot of macaroni and cheese on a Friday night are different. Most of us don’t even get along anymore, let alone talk. But for some reason, when I think back to it these are some of my fondest memories from high school. What ever happened to us anyways? We were fucking awesome. These memories, they were awesome. We were a family, and most friends don’t have what we did. We had this weird bond where nobody really had one best friend in particular, we all loved each other the same. We were together every day. The new people we’ve all become suck. Those new friends that know you so well, they’ll never know you guys like we knew each other.

I literally just felt my heart crack omg

Fucking hell

After reading it through three times I burst out in tears

crying like a baby

Every time I read this I cry I’m inlove with this

I’m in physical pain
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kushandwizdom:

Good Vibes HERE
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galava:

Dove Cottage Grasmere - The English Lake District
Photo by Tony Richards
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"After high school you realize you were only friends with some people because you saw them five times a week."
(via cexjay)
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gloomist:

russiantostalin:

WAIT THERE’S PIZZA


I CANT I JUST CANT ANYMORE