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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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EXPECTATIONS

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Noah Kahan
YOU ARE THE REASON

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Love Begins
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@aspiretoinspireothers
I dearly wish that people would view their bodies as they view flowers…
Veins everywhere?
gorgeous~
Skin patches? Birthmarks?
hella rad~
Scars? Stretch marks?
beautiful~
Freckles? Moles? Acne scars?
heckie yeah~
Large? Curvy?
lovely~
Small? Thin?
charming~
Missing a few pieces?
handsome as ever~
Feel like you just look weird?
you’re fantastic looking~
THIS is the best post ever.
THIS.
I’ll reblog this everytime I see it.
@adoiqueen babe, this post is so beautiful, just like 💖
Let’s be flowers.
How could you NOT fall in love with the glow of the moon and stars, the warmth of the sun, the ancient life within the trees, and the sweet melodies of the winds?
hello, 911? i’d like to report a mass mercy killing
Kelpie has this new found love for throwing himself onto your lap
“I find it revealing when people mock where I came from…” - Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
Our job is to serve, not rule.
I love this woman
I’m obsessed with these pictures of the Indianapolis Colts Cheerleaders wearing their real world professional work attire as their cheer uniforms
“I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.”
— Virginia Woolf
Never stop flirting with her, even after she is yours
This is the way the US has always worked.
I give too much of myself to those people.
The last people on earth who deserve it.
And I feel regret.
For letting them spark a reaction out of me. When I know all too well that the moment will pass.
I’m still me.
They’re still them.
Judging my pictures and words, without actually seeing anything or knowing any part of me.
The sticky spiderweb that they create seems to trap me every time.
But I seem to be the one biting myself in the end.
And I’m worth too much to cheapen myself by acknowledging that their web even exists.
They will never know me. They will never see me as raw or bare as they see themselves.
And that’s what keeps me sane.
That I, myself, am tucked away. Where none of them can reach me.
Each year brings new lessons.
This is one of mine.
Value yourself. And the parts of yourself that are your own.
That no one else can touch.
am i constantly tired? yes.
but am i staying awake when i should be sleeping? also yes.