Mouth of the South

Just the gathered thoughts, lessons, and experiences of a young Southerner living in Jackson, Ms.

ponies-and-polowraps:

He went to Jared? Shoulda gone to Dover.

(via theeventingnerd)

teatattoo:

NOTHING BETTER THAN SHOWERING AND PUTTING ON A BIG TSHIRT AND GETTING INTO BED WITH CLEAN SHEETS LITERALLY NOTHING DON’T FIGHT ME ON THIS

(Source: amlour, via mermaidprep)

sit2beats:

train-to-win:

tuckedknees:

soundtrack-for-lovers:

8 for height, 10 for elasticity, 2 for technique.

Well that’s one way to do it

Oh my god hahahhaha. “I MUST DANCE”!

I wonder if the rider fell off or not.

sit2beats:

train-to-win:

tuckedknees:

soundtrack-for-lovers:

8 for height, 10 for elasticity, 2 for technique.

Well that’s one way to do it

Oh my god hahahhaha. “I MUST DANCE”!

I wonder if the rider fell off or not.

(via prepandponies)

He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is Wisdom to the mighty, He is Succour to the brave,
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of Time His slave,
Our God is marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah.
Our God is marching on.

Battle Hymn of the Republic

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me.
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
While God is marching on.

Battle Hymn of the Republic

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat:
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our God is marching on.

Battle Hymn of the Republic