hi i'm rita. i like old things and pretty pictures, also some weird shit. i basically ran away from home to road trip to CALI. that was last year now I'm back and am hardly taking any pictures because my life is boring. enjoy my reblogging.
Ten Second Songs

—Dark Horse

impracticalham:

ughexcuseme:

Katy Perry’s “Dark Horse” sang in 20 different styles

  • 0.00 - Katy Perry
  • 0:08 - Nirvana
  • 0:15 - Queen
  • 0:22 - Michael Jackson
  • 0:30 - ‘N Sync
  • 0:43 - Iron Maiden
  • 0:57 - Jamiroquai
  • 1:07 - Pantera
  • 1:13 - Frank Sinatra
  • 1:29 - Metallica
  • 1:35 - Pavarotti
  • 1:43 - The Doors
  • 2:00 - Run D.M.C
  • 2:08 - Tech N9ne
  • 2:16 - Red Hot Chili Peppers
  • 2:21 - Slipknot
  • 2:26 - Louis Prima
  • 2:32 - Boyz II Men
  • 2:51 - Type 0 Negative
  • 3:14 - John Mayer

do you know how long this must’ve taken

(via crystal-cathedrals)

underweartuesday:


Reminiscent to my favorite pair of underwear and knee highs.I woke up in the arms of my lover, and came back to my room with more love for myself than I can previously remember having.The seasons are changing, in both the world and my life it seems.

jaesdays.tumblr.com, 20

The light is wonderful shining on you. Your pose is simple and cute, and your socks look adorable. <3

underweartuesday:

Reminiscent to my favorite pair of underwear and knee highs.
I woke up in the arms of my lover, and came back to my room with more love for myself than I can previously remember having.
The seasons are changing, in both the world and my life it seems.

jaesdays.tumblr.com, 20

The light is wonderful shining on you. Your pose is simple and cute, and your socks look adorable. <3

Most things about me are hard to explain, I guess, like how I’m mostly delusional and live in a half-imaginary world but am also a realist to the core. I’m just a bunch of contradictions most of the time and I don’t like it, but I also do.

—Marianna Paige (via thegayyestone)

(Source: alexiaadana, via cybergirlfriend)

harryhickey:

I want to date a bad boy so he can let me wear his leather jacket and blow smoke into my mouth while we’re kissing and get really protective over me and mainly bc then can run me over with his motorcycle and I can die

(via add3rall)

I do not use the word home lightly.

So when I sigh it into the crook of your neck,

Believe that your spine is a timber frame,

Your kiss a welcome mat,

And your enveloping arms my front door.

—Unknown (via perfect)

(Source: sekaoj, via mickery)