Theprodigalsoldier:

beautifulburnout:

Jonny hands tucked into his pockets and he hummed in thought. He could see the tiredness in Tate’s eyes and when it came to munchies Jonny wasn’t choosy away. He just gave a grin and shrugged his shoulders. “Yeah man, I’m good with pizza. And if that’s not enough I’m sure I have enough junk in the house to get us by.” He took a couple steps and paused. “Don’t worry it’s a short walk.” After a couple short blocks they arrived at Jonny’s (and Pono’s) place and he pushed in through the gate rather than using the front door. The backyard was huge. The soft bubbling of the pond seemed to erase all outside sound. It was surrounded in plants, there was a turtle enjoying a leafy veggie and a dog sunning himself on the deck. He hopped up and ran towards them on three legs and came to sniff at Tate’s feet. “We can chill on the deck. What do you like on your pizza by the way?”

Tate nodded in response to Jonny, staying silent the rest of the way to his place. He was tired and he really wanted to sleep, but he knew that even if he tried a nap wouldn’t last long. He had given up on naps a while ago. When they arrived and went into the backyard, Tate could already feel himself relax a bit due to the surroundings. He had only been in the backyard a handful of times, but it only took one time to understand why Jonny and Pono liked it there so much. It was tranquil and quiet compared to the rest of Vegas. In fact, it felt like he had left Vegas and gone to a peaceful island somewhere. When he was greeted by Jonny’s tripod dog, a small smile formed on his face and he reached down to let him sniff his hand before scratching the top of his head. Tate nodded when Jonny spoke up again and started towards the deck, thinking for a moment before he responded. “Honestly, I’ll eat anything. But it’s the best when there’s a lot of cheese. So a lot of cheese and whatever you want, man. I’m not picky when it comes to pizza.” He replied with a shrug before taking a seat on one of the chairs on the deck, letting out a soft sigh.

bathtub / the front bottoms

You can never explain how painful it is to say goodbye to someone you love.

3 am thoughts (via suspend)

I don’t know how to stay tender with this much blood in my mouth

Ophelia, Act IV, Scene V  (via sumiremiu)

✉️ | DANNIE & TATE

dannie: ha. i feel that.

dannie: not much changes for me in terms of that shit.

dannie: were you around for that crazy storm?

tate: i don't blame you for that.

tate: yeah, i was. i walked around in it for a few hours. until jaxon found me, then he made me go inside.

myhemsworth:

Independence Day: Resurgence | Portraits.

violence (vi·o·lence) behavior involving physical force intended to hurt, damage, or kill someone or something   see also: savagery, cruelty, sadism   they raised me they made me good at it   they didn’t expect me to like it   they’re afraid of me now and i can’t turn it off   maybe it’s better this way

sometimes i believe that if i’m not angry, i won’t be anything at all (via mymouthisfullofstars)