no church in the wild. // formermaleprostitute: electrical-banana: ...

melody.
seventeen.
switchfoot. the strokes. foo fighters. green day. the beatles. yellowcard.
oh, and fuck you.

formermaleprostitute:

electrical-banana:

jewahl:

mattybing1025:pauvremelodynelson:whytheyrehot:

Why He’s Hot:
Just say his name: Clint Eastwood. There has never been a manlier name on the face of the planet. The name Clint Eastwood actually means “what you will be screaming out in the throws of passion as gorgeous man ravages your body.” Seriously, look it up.
I think it goes without saying that Clint’s six foot three inches of pure testosterone charged perfection is irresistible. Just tell me you can resist looking at that adorable smile, those squinty eyes, that run-your-hands-through-it hair, those rippling muscles, his flawless face, or that precariously placed cigarillo dangling from his mouth. That’s right you can’t. No one can.
The man looks good in everything. Everything. Cowboy hat? Suit? Tux? Short shorts? Poncho? Nothing? Clint’s so fucking sexy he makes a noose look like the next big fashion accessory.
Clint is a walking sexual fantasy. If you want to play good cop bad cop, he’s already got the handcuffs. Want to try out the saloon girl costume I know you have in your closet? This cowboy’s ready to be ridden.
But Clint’s not just another piece of, albeit very sexy, meat. Oh no, this piece of meat has more talent than any mere mortal deserves to have. Not only can he act, but he can direct, produce, and compose, winning this well-aged stud five Academy Awards, five Golden Globe Awards, a Screen Actors Guild Award and five People’s Choice Awards. Success has never been such a turn on.
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THIS

he probably got a lot of pussy back in the day

electrical-banana:

jewahl:

mattybing1025:pauvremelodynelson:whytheyrehot:

Why He’s Hot:

Just say his name: Clint Eastwood. There has never been a manlier name on the face of the planet. The name Clint Eastwood actually means “what you will be screaming out in the throws of passion as gorgeous man ravages your body.” Seriously, look it up.

I think it goes without saying that Clint’s six foot three inches of pure testosterone charged perfection is irresistible. Just tell me you can resist looking at that adorable smile, those squinty eyes, that run-your-hands-through-it hair, those rippling muscles, his flawless face, or that precariously placed cigarillo dangling from his mouth. That’s right you can’t. No one can.

The man looks good in everything. Everything. Cowboy hat? Suit? Tux? Short shorts? Poncho? Nothing? Clint’s so fucking sexy he makes a noose look like the next big fashion accessory.

Clint is a walking sexual fantasy. If you want to play good cop bad cop, he’s already got the handcuffs. Want to try out the saloon girl costume I know you have in your closet? This cowboy’s ready to be ridden.

But Clint’s not just another piece of, albeit very sexy, meat. Oh no, this piece of meat has more talent than any mere mortal deserves to have. Not only can he act, but he can direct, produce, and compose, winning this well-aged stud five Academy Awards, five Golden Globe Awards, a Screen Actors Guild Award and five People’s Choice Awards. Success has never been such a turn on.

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THIS