1. veryclassylady:

    I looked at him and thought. I would not mind sunday mornings with him.

    (Source: viveaux, via southernamericanbelle)

  2. sweetly-southern:


    There is no greater sight in this big ol’ world, then the sweet sight of the deep south. 

    (Source: gifdrome, via fratitout)


  5. ussawesome:

    when you spell a word so wrong that spell check is like i dont know what to tell u man

    (via east-coast-class)


  7. thecorinediaries:





    imagine if girls used the same style of joke to degrade men like “cool story bro now go chop some lumber”


    "what r u doing out of the garage go fix my car"

    "Don’t you have something to fix somewhere."

    (via east-coast-class)

  9. (Source: solmate, via east-coast-class)


  10. "The years between eighteen and twenty-eight are the hardest, psychologically. It’s then you realize this is make or break, you no longer have the excuse of youth, and it is time to become an adult – but you are not ready."
    — Helen Mirren (via mystiquel)

    (Source: omybestbeloved, via east-coast-class)


  11. "My eyes are the only thing I don’t wanna take off of you."
    — Blake Shelton (via preppydreams)

    (via east-coast-class)


  13. "Here I became aware of the world’s tenderness, the profound beneficence of all that surrounded me, the blissful bond between me and all of creation, and I realized that the joy I sought in you was not only secreted within you, but breathed around me everywhere, in the speeding street sounds, in the hem of a comically lifted skirt, in the metallic yet tender drone of the wind, in the autumn clouds bloated with rain. I realized that the world does not represent a struggle at all, or a predaceous sequence of chance events, but the shimmering bliss, beneficent trepidation, a gift bestowed upon us and unappreciated."
    — Vladimir Nabokov, “Beneficience” in The Stories of Vladimir Nabokov (via larmoyante)

    (via get-nauti)


  15. "Sometimes I remind myself that I almost skipped the party, that I almost went to a different college, that the whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone. Our lives, so settled, so specific, are built on happenstance."
    — Every Last One (Anna Quindlen)

    (Source: wordsthat-speak, via east-coast-class)