March 6, 1836. No basement. (Copyright coryloubenhatzel)
You don’t want to get mixed up with a guy like me. I’m a loner, Dottie. A rebel.
Misfit’s Monday Theme (culled from her favorite Tumblrs): Play Time!
You don’t want to get mixed up with a guy like me. I’m a loner, Dottie. A rebel.
Doing the Pee-Wee bar dance on my grandparents counter is a top childhood memory.
hahaha. this is so brilliant. so so so brilliant.
Dear Texas, I’ll be inside of you in eleven days. Thanks for letting me in. Love, Rachel
ha! I remember crying when that bitch of a tour guide broke PeeWee’s dreams and everyone laughed at him at the alamo.
beautiful… just beautiful