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acrazyastronaut:

dobrevascharm:

fyeahmainer:

motivationintohabit:

I’ve never hit the reblog button so fast in my life.

This dog is 500% done

moon moon??

moon moon water u doin
moon moon stahp

acrazyastronaut:

dobrevascharm:

fyeahmainer:

motivationintohabit:

I’ve never hit the reblog button so fast in my life.

This dog is 500% done

moon moon??

moon moon water u doin

moon moon stahp

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“He actually has never made a joke since I’ve known him.”
“I have! That knock knock joke!”

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translucentkisses:

ive done this

translucentkisses:

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“I thought our story was epic, you know. You and me.”
“Epic how?”
“Spanning years and continents. Lives ruined. Bloodshed. Epic.”
“Come on, ruined lives? Bloodshed? Do you really think a relationship should be that hard?”
“No one writes songs about the ones that come easy.”

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time-sponges:

You sit at the restaurant with your young son, he says he is hungry.  You agree to get him dinner. You open up to the kids menu, your child is far to young for adult food. Chicken nugger stares at you from the page. You don’t understand. Your palms get sweaty and your son complains. He says he is hungry.  Your mind strains, searching for an answer in a world of sweer potato and french fried. You try to order the chicken nugger, but you cannot. The words cannot escape your lips. Your son is hungry, he complains. The waitress stares at you, her head a spinning chicken nugger, her arms swinging french fried. Your son cries the tears of a chicken nugger-less child. In your mind you scream. It is raining sweer potato now, you have french fried engraved on your left temple and you do not understand. Your son weeps in the corner, he is starving. Starving for the chicken nugger.

time-sponges:

You sit at the restaurant with your young son, he says he is hungry.  You agree to get him dinner. You open up to the kids menu, your child is far to young for adult food. Chicken nugger stares at you from the page. You don’t understand. Your palms get sweaty and your son complains. He says he is hungry.  Your mind strains, searching for an answer in a world of sweer potato and french fried. You try to order the chicken nugger, but you cannot. The words cannot escape your lips. Your son is hungry, he complains. The waitress stares at you, her head a spinning chicken nugger, her arms swinging french fried. Your son cries the tears of a chicken nugger-less child. In your mind you scream. It is raining sweer potato now, you have french fried engraved on your left temple and you do not understand. Your son weeps in the corner, he is starving. Starving for the chicken nugger.

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The Girl Who Waited




I'm a freak of the alchemist

my hands are part stone

and part butterfly.