But that makes no sense to me ;;
How could anyone ever want the dogdays to be over ,,                 
can't they take the heat?            

                Or is that just me —

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posted on July 6 via hypnoselove with 2 notes


                     “Would ya’ grab me a beer while
                      I finish up here with this, mate?”

  Gotta make sure the ice cream truck’s engine 
  doesn’t give out on him while he’s on a run.

posted on July 6

  For some reason he figured tonight would 
  be a brilliant night to be up on the roof. So.
  Of course he leaned ladder up against the
  house with a six pack in haul and a joint 
  between his lips and his eyes on the stars. 
  Because that’s just what you’re supposed
  to when it’s one of those summer nights.


                     “How’s the air down there girlie?”

posted on July 6 with 1 note



   ❝ you’re gonna get yourself killed, boyo.
       at least do a sick flip on the way down. 

                     “I’ll keep that in mind. S’long as you say
                      I was rad even in the end, in my eulogy.”

posted on July 5 via audacieu (aestivale) with 5 notes

like this post for a dog you’ll never receive and a starter

posted on July 5 with 2 notes



❝ — the fuck are you doing? 

                     “’M watching the sunset, girlie.”

posted on June 29 via audacieu (aestivale) with 5 notes
audacieu  # hey nerd  



                        he cannot begin to believe how stupid he is
       over this man. he barely knows what to do with himself, anymore.

  Well. He could haul himself over and assist in Edan’s pants hunt. 
  — Or just haul himself over so that he can get a hold on Logan.

posted on June 29 via ecokinetic with 3 notes



    just going to casually watch him, in a totally not creepy way.

  And he’s just going to go about finding a clean - ish,
  pair of jeans, albeit with a renewed grin on his lips. 

posted on June 29 via ecokinetic with 3 notes
posted on June 29 via idonoot with 24 notes

  One of these days he’s going to end up falling off the balcony, 
  and those rose bushes just below won’t make it hurt any less.
  Even so, he balances on its ledge, eyes on the sun up above. 

posted on June 29 with 5 notes
open  # son  # i hope u fall