You Do What You Can

Ask me anything   Submit   Who I am   

Hi, my name's Jake. I love music more than almost anything on this earth. I play guitar, I run, and when times really get to me, I meditate.
So, if you're wondering what my life is like, give me a read. :D

The Breakfast Club (1985) dir. John Hughes

Saturday, March 24, 1984. Shermer High School, Shermer, Illinois, 60062.

Dear Mr. Vernon,

We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. What we did was wrong. But we think you’re crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. What do you care? You see us as you want to see us — in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess and a criminal. Correct? That’s the way we saw each other at 7:00 this morning. We were brainwashed.

(Source: cinemove, via forgettingmeslowly)

— 23 hours ago with 89211 notes

thecertifiedfangirl:

acontemplativedrunk:

ameliacgormley:

chinese-shibe-artist:

professorcheesums:

holyfandombatman:

twerkin-fo-jesus:

pokemoncards:

connivingwitch:

beyoncespregnantstomach:

CHILDHOOD BACK

AND CALVIN IS WITH THE GIRL THAT HATED HIM ASFHAGS

im crying a lil bit


I need this in my tumblr forever.

is anyone gonna talk about how his kids name is bacon???

HE’S WITH SUZIE THAT WAS MY CHILDHOOD OTP

..this is real.
CHILDHOOD

who names their kid bacon

Calvin and Hobbes were Reformation-era philosophers, as was Frances Bacon. I’m better his daughter’s name is actually Frances, but he calls her by the appropriate last name of the philosopher, just as Calvin and Hobbes are last names.

OH THE FEELS! THE ABSOLUTE FEELS!

OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. OH. MY. GAAAAAAAAAWD.

I’M FREKING OUT

(Source: pantsareoverrated.com, via forgettingmeslowly)

— 23 hours ago with 250132 notes

Guardians of the Galaxy Movie posters by Matt Ferguson

(Source: starlourd, via comic-view)

— 1 week ago with 2612 notes
heinouscr0w:

diddlemydiddlies:

aaronthespiritbear:

Golf ball hitting steel at 150mph, recorded at 70 000fps

physics is so fucked up

jesus fucking christ

heinouscr0w:

diddlemydiddlies:

aaronthespiritbear:

Golf ball hitting steel at 150mph, recorded at 70 000fps

physics is so fucked up

jesus fucking christ

(Source: azzatron4000, via satanscumwhore)

— 1 week ago with 337891 notes

The grass is always greener on the other side.

Band of Brothers and The Pacific.

(Source: hbowarshows, via hoplite-operator)

— 1 week ago with 708 notes
#WWII  #Band of Brothers  #The Pacific  #Gifs  #gifset  #war  #horror 
Every now and then I wonder

What I would say if I could go back and meet myself in the past. Would I warn myself of hard times to come, tell myself to keep my head up? Would I say anything? I hope I would give myself some sound advice, but it seems that the only real way that I learn is the hard way. For example: women.

Holy fucking shit.

I am quite possibly the slowest learner that I know when it comes to women. I used to say shit like: “She has some really fucked up personality quirks, but she’s cute!” NO. No. Just fucking run. Fuck. Or better yet: “She said maybe someday you could be together, maybe you should wait.” FUCK NO. Maybe I should’ve used my time to make myself a better person, move the fuck on, and get closer to where I am going by worrying about my own shit.

I mean, yes. There’s ONE. One girl that I wish I had toughed it out and waited for. One. The fact is, though, that I haven’t seen her in person for nearly two years. She’s still around, I kept in contact, and it turns out that we’re both still interested in eachother (at which I ask “Is this real life?”). But I dropped her for a long, long time. In the meantime I went after Sarah, Kat, Autumn, Tori, Natalea, Sterling, Caroline, Two different girls named Emily, Amanda, Marisa, and Olivia. Several hurt me pretty good. These “relationships” I was getting into cut me pretty deep. I still have a problem trusting people because of it all. Were these two years a waste of time or a learning experience? I don’t fucking know.

I know that I could’ve spent this whole time talking to Jess. That if I could’ve had the strength to go on I wouldn’t feel guilty. Even though she moved farther away. Even though the distance was what got to me. I should’ve stuck around. Or something. At least that’s how I feel now. Every smile of hers I see over skype is a little reminder that I fell the fuck apart somewhere back there.

But who’s to say that this is going to turn out well? In the past it’s be ME that’s been the fucking problem. Not enough communication. Not enough trust. Nothing at all. Fuck it makes me sick.

Just give me my boots to lace up, my kevlar to put on, and an objective to complete. 

At least that I know I’m good at.

— 2 weeks ago

hotchocolate1394:

221cbakerstreet:

havocados:

thisbelleisvegan:

sra-foreveralone:

The best post I have ever seen.

I think I just peed my pants out of happiness.

This is what pranks need to look like

CAN NICE PRANKS BE A THING

Thats so nice to see the world actully be nice

(Source: nevver, via satanscumwhore)

— 2 weeks ago with 554088 notes
latenightalaska:

So my good pal Ian and I just did a fun photoshoot… also, the blonde streaks are back.

I mean, I know this is just airsoft, but oh how I wish I wasn’t in an all male MOS. haha

latenightalaska:

So my good pal Ian and I just did a fun photoshoot… also, the blonde streaks are back.

I mean, I know this is just airsoft, but oh how I wish I wasn’t in an all male MOS. haha

— 2 weeks ago with 293 notes
#combat gear  #cute  #female  #photography