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self-loved:

-mbf me
-likes are ignored
-I’ll follow tons since I follow less than 300 atm

amillionbillionmiles:

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summerhigh:

if this doesn’t make you want a latte more then i don’t know what will
health-gasm:

I can’t wait for this
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Running is my drug. I do it everyday, even when I don’t really want to. I do it when i’m angry, sad, and happy.  I dream about it when i’m not doing it. If I don’t do it one day, I become restless and in a bad mood.  It makes my body hurt, but it also feels really good. My friends think i’m crazy for doing it and they don’t understand. I can’t quit. I can’t live without it. And I don’t want to. 

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turntechdestiel:

thedoctor-and-his-trolls:

twatsaw:

hiphopdreamin:

lightsareout:

weallhavegunsforhands:

setfabulazerstomaximumcaptain:

The guy in the sleeping bag wiggling around
I’m weeping

The two people in the front wearing one shirt.

Are we really not going to talk about the guy in the back who is attached to another guy’s back while spinning?


WHAT ABOUT THE GUY THAT FALLS OUT OF THE WINDOW

WHY IS IT BACK

no you guys don’t understand, not only is this the first harlem shake out there… these guys aren’t normal military. This is “Telemarkbataljonen”. They’re pretty much the Norwegian equivalent of the fucking black ops. My brother knows a guy in this battalion, and when asked what they do there, he looked my brother dead in the eye and said “That is strictly confidential”. These guys are hard as shit, which makes this even more hilarious