Bilko's Shrubbery

Ask me anything  

Say whaterino

Back, three years vacant.

feeling like exposing the shield, all over the field. The passion needs recovering, too much blood has been lost, that I have forgotten what is real

Castilian future, winter adventures, crystal bopping in the fresh Navigator

And no its not catered

Dingo Ate My Baby

That’s where you’ll find me,

Where the sky meets the sea.

Arugula schmugula.

Who says you have tomorrow. We stopped dream. Tomorrow is gone.

Knocked off my socks by a tidal wave full of shock and wonder.

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A lovely story about Romney/Ryan.

This is the best, most concise explanation of the past four years ever.

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I loved you at your darkest. Romans 5:8    (via alecshao)

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This is probably going to get quoted in every publication just because I said it. And I’m not even saying anything. I’m not talking about my films, I’m not talking about my life, and I’m not talking about the world. And yet, the media will print it simply because I said it. And at this moment in time, I bet there is an artist around the corner of this hotel, on the street, with a mind far beyond ours, but we will never listen to him simply because he has not appeared in a movie. And that is what is fucked up about our culture. Robert Downey Jr. (via spockizzle)

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Who says you have tomorrow?

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I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched. Edgar Allan Poe (via alecshao)
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Scott Disick is literally better than all the Kardashians combined.



Cue appreciation post for the under appreciated:

Your argument is invalid.

George can judge me all he wants, but I find these to be hysterical.  Especially the bumblebee comment.

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Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your destiny is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the Universe or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit down at the same table with its worst horrors. Andrew Boyd (via coffeeislovely)

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He ain’t the walking type. He sneaks through tofu fields, searching for a second use.

Waka-Waka flav, in the desert, ordering a salad

with ranch in this Mirage, we be killing it post-school, just ask the Virginia Wind, and they know who be sustaining it.

Schmuel.. he makes ya heel over and drool, and and hes so tall, you wouldnt even know hes using a stool. 

The Collegiate step is over, meaning new heights must be achieved.

 this magical journey you own, just like the rainbow, has no end in sight.

And even though your an anti-dentite, we embrace your and are in constant awe of your heart’s power, that is waiting to burst onto the scene.