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fishingboatproceeds:

I like to imagine that they are married to each other now.

fishingboatproceeds:

I like to imagine that they are married to each other now.

i cant picture anyone daydreaming about me. i cant picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. i cant picture anyone telling their friends about me. i cant picture anyone getting butterflies because i hugged them, or even just because i made eye contact with them. i cant picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. i just cant.

(Source: c0ntrasts, via theinsaneme)

ACTUAL MESSAGE OF (500) DAYS OF SUMMER THAT NO ONE ACTUALLY REALIZES

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(Source: mydemisee, via cripplinganxiety)

(Source: egotisticflower, via cripplinganxiety)

vegay:

dONT BE A TEACHER IF U DON’T LIKE FUCKING KIDS????

this can be taken two ways

(via intimate-silentmoments)

yourfiancebeyonce:

my mom posted this on my facebook wall because i dont want to go to the zoo with her

(Source: sillyraycyrus, via intimate-silentmoments)

the-absolute-best-posts:

tomahok:

my mother does not care about fashion

Empty promises

no.: I want to cry because I miss you so much and you don’t even bother to... →

cripplinganxiety:

I want to cry because I miss you so much and you don’t even bother to talk to me anymore. I miss you and it hurts seeing you with someone else and all i can do is be silently irritated because I have no right to feel the way i feel. I want to cry because I miss your hugs and forehead kisses and i…

mercuriesrising:

kirbyrightbackatya:

night-creeping-rascal:

kankristhighhighs:

In art class my friend rolled himself in bubble wrap and stayed like that the whole day. When he sat down in our math class the teacher told him to take it off and he didn’t want to so he said “long live the king” and rolled out the door and down the hallway. And all you could hear was the faint popping of the bubblewrap as he rolled away. My teacher never went after him.

#some people are destined for greatness

its always the math teacher who tells you you cant

Yes good.

mercuriesrising:

kirbyrightbackatya:

night-creeping-rascal:

kankristhighhighs:

In art class my friend rolled himself in bubble wrap and stayed like that the whole day. When he sat down in our math class the teacher told him to take it off and he didn’t want to so he said “long live the king” and rolled out the door and down the hallway. And all you could hear was the faint popping of the bubblewrap as he rolled away. My teacher never went after him.

#some people are destined for greatness

its always the math teacher who tells you you cant

Yes good.

(Source: oathkeeping, via jumpinglocks)

(Source: justlittlethings, via the-absolute-best-posts)

falling-to0-pieces:

life-is-fucked-up:

you fucking promised.

You’d be mine forever. Now look at us.

falling-to0-pieces:

life-is-fucked-up:

you fucking promised.

You’d be mine forever. Now look at us.

(Source: timbllr, via cripplinganxiety)

Elay Neal Moses (via excrutiate)
(Source: coachela, via praises)

I wish I had a someone who would oberserve me silently, who would capture all my habits and quirks, and still love me. Someone that would get lost in how my fine features define my face, while smiling or crying, and still love me.

undesirablecharm:

staygld:

stfulily:

im gonna cry this is my life in one sentence and ugh omg :(

this is about me guysss

nah das me

undesirablecharm:

staygld:

stfulily:

im gonna cry this is my life in one sentence and ugh omg :(

this is about me guysss

nah das me

(via plasticbottlesimportedwater)