#whatisthislife

[faussila]

Hey guys I rarely talk on here but I just want to share some info with you regarding my recent trip to Napels, Italy: DON'T GO THERE! I'm serious. Promise, okay? Bye 🌸

[sunshinecoffeebeing]

I am in love with her and I cannot tweet about it bc she follows me and doesn't know I'm queer and I want to sob

[emmisays]

🩸🗡 🐍 🌹 A royal tease ... 🌝 Swipe right for a dump of the last fortnight. Including too many vocal tracks, accidental selfies, dad dancing in the booth (believe me the track is much cooler than it looks), wholesome puppy content and a rabid squirrel I like to call Beatrice. 🐿 O’ Music. I’ve missed you so much. Thank you for making me feel like me again. Without you I’m a bit shit. Also. July 9th. 🌝 Love you. K bye. X 📸 Sam Leviton 🎨 @hinako_makeup Hair @yunkt #songwriter #la #trip #studio #inthestudio #inthebooth #red #makeup #fashion #photography #puppies #hashtags #whataretheyfor #squirrels #things #stuff #whatisthislife https://www.instagram.com/p/CQEkBG4n4Wa/?utm_medium=tumblr

[rlmerrillauthor]

Before...After...Courtesy of @bulletprfjojo OMG IM ME AGAIN! Thank you my friend!!! Love you! #pinkhairdontcare #makeoverhair #Iputonmakeup #whatisthislife https://www.instagram.com/p/CMlUFASjBfF/?igshid=110sin7ehk9lo

[heyhomamapho]

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An intervalic guitar lick in the style of Carl Verheyen. Full video is on YouTube. Link in bio. @carl_verheyen is my hero! ++++++++++++++++ #carlverheyen #guitarlessons #guitartips #lespaul #fish #thaifood #shawntubbs #foodie #monstereater #iamfat #buthandsome #fatandhandsome #runningoutofhashtags #whyarewelikethis #whatisthislife #blueslicks #joebonamassa #slash #nobodyreadshashtags (at Melbourne, Victoria, Australia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGPNHB4FoUv/?igshid=nt30ilzuy6ka

[half-rainbow-sandwiches]

Finding out that the girl you have been “having fun” with is pregnant is most of all going to cause a rift in his and his almost girlfriends relationship. 

[mayhatesicecream]

Trust me, if I didn't legitimately have to go outside and could stay in a library for the rest of my life, I guess you can tell where you could find me.

[infrozenwater]

We used some of the extra funds from the room fiasco to head to @minamijapaneserestaurant (hopefully I tagged the right account). They seem to be owned by the same folks that are behind miku, which we've visited in Vancouver before. #foodie #food #foodporn #agirlhasgottaeat #agirlhasgottoeat #agirlhasgottodrink #agirlhasgottadrink #minami #sushi #dessert #whatisthislife #Canada #canadaorbust #ohcanada #vancity #Vancouver https://www.instagram.com/p/B2tJpLelDYF/?igshid=gyk22ep0ve34

[earthlycollection-blog]

Truthful Thursday Do we really want to use that on your skin? There are so many natural products that work one thousand times better than chemical bound products. Tomorrow will be Wholesome Wednesday, I will showcase an Eco Friendly product that is good for you and the Earth.             #whatisthis #whatisthislife #whatisthisshit #whatistheworldcominto #whatisthisthing #ingrediente #ingredients #ingredients #naturales #ingredientsmatter #cleaningredients #naturalsingredients #organicingredients #premiumingredients #premiumingredient #freshingredients #organiccosmetics #organicproduce https://www.instagram.com/p/ByS6FeJh4tY/?igshid=k835fqes94ok

[jamesrobertwebb]

I am stoked to see my producer #BuddyCannon nominated for the @musicrowmagazine awards Producer Of The Year. It’s also pretty cool to see my name there in print along with @kennychesney @reba and @willienelsonofficial #WhatIsThisLife . . . . . #countrymusic #nashville #reddirt #okiemusic #tulsamusic #tulsasound #singersongwriter #aprilmay #gettinsomewhere #jamesrobertwebb (at Tulsa, Oklahoma) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxezZ8dhQ8h/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=buk0bbiezh8

[bsbfcdontstopdreaming]

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#Repost @jaminicolec 🔥🔥🔥#backstreetboys #nashville #whatisthislife #countrymusic #floridageorgialine #cruise #cmtcrossroads #wqsbiseverywhere

[30-secondstomarsdaily]

Cause y'all didn't get that JL photo here you go. Don't ask me why looking at photos of a man who's twice my age calms me. I probably don't really want to know the answer to that question ether hahaha.

[wonshik-as-frick]

I saw a thing on tumblr about Draco snapping and dying his hair and kissing Harry and I decided to do a thing. Lucius Malfoy ranted off about family obligations, about rebuilding the Malfoy name and heirs and marrying pure. Draco nodded. Draco did as he was told. Lucius Malfoy went to Azkaban. He was given the Dementor's kiss. Severus Snape spoke of large things too. He talked of how Draco would become the next greatest Potion's master--second only to Severus, of course. He told him exactly what to do and how to do it, for glory, he said. It would all be for the best. Draco nodded. Draco did as was expected. Severus Snape died within the year. It would appear that the stray, rogue death eaters hated even the best. Narcissa Malfoy spoke to Draco about how to live in a more abstract way. She wove stories of her own unhappiness. She told her son, running her hand through his hair soothingly, not to do what she did. "Love may feel real, Draco. But nothing is stronger than a man's greed." Draco nodded. Draco did as he heard. Narcissa Malfoy disappeared six months later. Any news on her whereabouts should be conveyed to an inattentive ministry who could care less about acquitted death eaters. It was a bitter realization, understanding that the world was on its toes, waiting for Draco to slip into the chasm that everyone had told him didn't matter. That his father told him to walk proudly over, that his godfather told him to fly above, that his mother told him to turn and flee from. But it was freeing too, in a sense. No one cared about Draco Malfoy. What he did, he did for himself. No one expected anything, no one believed in him, no one thought he would amount to anything. Draco Malfoy was a nobody. Draco Malfoy was a nobody who stayed awake until 3 A.M. in his single dorm trying to mix colors so he could find the exact shade of teal he wanted his hair to be. He was a nobody who couldn't really work out the Muggle instructions, and had to experiment for most of the night to understand how it worked. It took another two hours for it to get in his hair evenly, and a third to completely wash it out. At 6 AM on September 26, 2000, Draco Malfoy's hair was bright and blue, and he was walking past the great hall in muggle clothes that no one knew the origin of, but they all could definitely appreciate the destination. On October 18, 2000, Draco Malfoy received news of his mother's brutal death, mauled by wolves in a forest somewhere in Ireland. That was the day he approached Hagrid. It started off with him just visiting the thestrals who hung around--spring is their mating season you see, but most were too distressed by the war to birth much of anything. Now that the reparations were over, and peace restored, Draco was watching little, unsteady thestrals be foaled and felt the knot in his chest loosen just a little bit every time. Draco Malfoy was a nobody, granted, but he was a nobody who got to witness this, and Merlin, wasn't that enough? And then Hagrid invited him in for tea, and something along these lines conspired: "I heard about yer mother, Malfoy. Sorry 'bout that." "At least she's with my father, I suppose." "Aye, you see that foal there? The littlest one with the dusky hooves? He's an orphan, ye see. A sad one, 'e is. But 'e's got 'imself a heart of gold like no one's ever seen. I named 'im Malfoy." "Did you do that just now?" Hagrid just pointed across the room, at a stained photo at the back of the little cabin. Written in tiny print below a photo of a large, beautiful thestral was the name "Narcissus". "That's 'is mum." And...well. That was more than enough to make tea with Hagrid a normal occurrence. Draco Malfoy was a nobody who finally decided he was going to play chaser, because damnit, he didn't even really want to ever play seeker. He just wanted to one up Potter. And isn't it funny, how it always came back to Potter? Eighth year Potter, with his hair grown out so it was almost tame. His glasses different now, with thicker black rectangular frames. His smile wider now, like he was free. Draco could relate. But then again, when has he ever been able to think of anything without its relation to Potter recently? He didn't know why it was happening. Call it temporary insanity. So that's what he'd call it when, on May 20, 2000, he found himself actually going to the Great Hall for dinner--for the first time all year. That's what he'd call it when he stalked straight up to the Gryffindor table, grabbed stupid Potter's tie, and pulled him up. That's what he'd call it when he mashed their mouths together, feeling almost as if he were trying to devour every little piece of Harry that made Draco feel fuzzy and warm, and okay. Of course, it could only be insanity that made his stomach drop when he felt Potter's stupid hands shove him away. Made his eyes well up when he ran his sleeve roughly over his mouth. And he turned, with his stupid perfect hair, and his dumb gorgeous eyes, and shouted, too loud, "What the fuck, Malfoy?" Draco stared at him, searching his face for anything but pure disgust, and almost didn't realize the stinging hex that came at him from Ron. "He doesn't want your bloody mouth on him, Malfoy! Get out of here, and don't you dare show your face to us again!" And then muttering, "Why the bloody hell..." Draco nodded. Draco did the only thing he knew how--listened.

[misspiggysserviceanimal]

I FOUND THIS IN AN OLD GIRL SCOUT BOOK I HAVE I’M CRYinG 

[actuallyshesmymom]

joshdallas: I’m going to be keepin’ it safe with this @fabberz shield. #covid19 #whatisthislife

[gh2126]

Boredom has me creating Tumblr. Don't even know how this thing works.

Going stir crazy on a Saturday morning 🥲

#whatisthislife #howdidwegethere