Reblog if you think the next disney prince should be GAY.
4 million and counting
5 million
This should get to 10 million, come on people.
(Source: charizzaaa, via leekimhoung)
I feel like it’s going to be one of those nights where I stay up all night strumming on my guitar, with my back against the wall, slowly pushing the bed away from the wall because some idiot out there thought putting a bed on wheels would be a great idea. Whatever.
I just hope I don’t have any more weird dreams again. I’ve had so much on my mind this week, I can’t tell if the dreams I’ve been having are symbolically trying to tell me something. Like last night, I had a dream that the great Devin Townsend and this instructor from my EMT course that always REMINDED me of Mr. Townsend showed up at my place in a red convertible. I hoped in the back, and for some reason we had to go kill a big ol’ bear out in the desert. I’m trying to figure out of this dream had any sort of meaning. Or maybe i’m just fucking crazy. Who the fuck knows.
I just want to be, I don’t know, content with everything.
I think a life goal of mine is to see Devin Townsend live before I die.
