"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Mike Driver

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Love Begins
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NASA
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Keni
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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KIROKAZE
occasionally subtle
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@appere-blog
it is what it is, fuck what it was
I love sarcastic people with high vocabularies
(via lebanesebreezeee)
It isn’t the whole process of falling in love that scares me. No, it’s the worry that I’ve fallen for the wrong person again that does.
shadesofabrown (via wordsnquotes)
Some nights I wish I could go back in life. Not to change shit, just to feel a couple things twice.
6pm in New York- Drake (via bl-ossomed)
New Music: Jon Bellion - All Time Low (feat. Travis Mendes)
*regrets not drinking water during the day* *drinks 3 bottles at 2 am to compensate*
my morning routine includes 10 minutes of sitting on my bed and thinking about how tired i am
Concept: I finish school. The job I work isn’t my dream job but I enjoy doing it greatly still. It pays enough to cover everything I might need. My bills are never overdue. Money is not a thought in my head. I have a place to live. So do my dogs. It is nice and warm, I have some plants, my bookshelves are full, my sheets are always clean. There is time to read at the end of a day. I read a lot. Thinking is a good thing. I meet up with friends regularly, old and new. They love me. We make memories. I have nothing to be ashamed of. I travel a few times a year, always different places. The places I see steal my breath away. The people I meet teach me of life. They are good. There is no war. The sea calls to me and pay visit. I am independent. I am content.
do you ever just “what the fuck is the point” so hard that you stop everything you’re doing and stare and pretty much wonder why you don’t vanish from existence because the level of done you are should pretty much deconstruct your biological makeup