(Source: petrovanastya)
(Source: annekot)
Now my mind is filled with rubber tires and forest fires
And whether I’m a liar
And lots of other situations
Where I don’t know what to do
At which time God screams to me
“There’s nothing left for me to tell you.”
(Source: thelizbell)
(Source: barboza)
(Source: rulesofthirds.com, via jackscompletelackofsurprise)
(via sara-bello)
Reid: Fourteen is when we start to make our own musical choices. Our cognitive development evolves at that age, and we start to form our own cultural identity.
Morgan: We stop listening to the music that our parents put on, and we start listening to the music that our friends listen to.
Reid: And those musical experiences imprint on us. Our hormonal surges as teenagers may make the choices seem more personal and passionate. And, later on in life we might experiment with other musical selections, but no music ever impacts us as much as that which we listen to at age fourteen.
— Criminal Minds
(Source: mishaac0llins, via parteeepoison)