Look to the stars, let hope burn in your eyes

Un cielo, un destino. Muse habla por mí. Utopía como forma de vida. Nephilim. The heart reveals what smiles betray. @IreneSprungli.

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tyleroakley:

dream man
poppunkfunk:

another crappy edit enjoy 
not my photo

(vía w0rrier)

moreorlester:

I SAID WHAT TEAM
executionerofdeath:

▲ no hope ▲
fish-dinner-connoisseur:

s1uts:

youngharlemnigga:

roidelions:

wh0isnerd:

theaestheticblues:

yung-disoriented-by-booty:

garytheshyguy:

entelijan:

cosbyykidd:

lilsleepygirl:

"He don’t bite"

"He just playin."

"Don’t act scared"

"thats how he says hello"

"omg this is the first time he’s ever behaved this way"

"He just wanna sniff you"

"He smells fear"

"He just not used to you"

"Don’t worry he still a baby"

"he’s just excited to meet new people"

"you got food in yo pockets nigga?"