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The Bright Sessions

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Today's Document

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YOU ARE THE REASON
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

@theartofmadeline
The Bowery Presents
todays bird
occasionally subtle
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
NASA

shark vs the universe

izzy's playlists!
Color Me Curious
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Monterey Bay Aquarium

PR's Tumblrdome

bliss lane

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@beforeyouweremine
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Things You Don't Comment On:
- someone’s eating habits
- appearance issues that can’t be fixed there and then
- someone else’s “bad” decision if it can’t now be undone
- someone’s laugh or voice
- someone’s “unrealistic” dreams
- someone “not looking their best” in photos
- someone not wanting to do something and trying to subtly avoid it without making a fuss
- anything that you know will make someone self conscious or insecure unnecessarily
There are two ways to get over someone: You fall in love with somebody else, or you fall in love with yourself.
me (via hatekyland)
I chose myself, I hope you eventually did too.
(via thedixielanddelight)
I saw you at your worst and I never even fucking thought about leaving you.
HE LOOKS SO GOOD
Click here to enter into a teenage boys mind
To him, I was just a five minute smoke break. To me, he was an addiction.
Ashleigh Catibog-Abraham (via quotemadness)
I no longer remember how it felt to love you. I only remember how it felt to try to hold water in the palm of my hands while it began to form puddles at my feet.
hiddenpuppet (via wnq-writers)
So they leave and you drown yourself in vodka or get high until you can’t feel your own heart beating inside of your chest because you want to forget you always want to forget So you cry a little or maybe a lot and kiss boys who don’t mean a damn thing to you just to get the feeling of them confused with someone else’s taste but it still hurts and you always do seem to end up on your knees hours later on the floor of your dimly lit bathroom with an aching heart and burning throat And maybe you’ll throw things out your bedroom window at two in the morning or scream into your pillow until your lungs feel like it’ll collapse from lack of air letting out every curse every broken promise they have ever given you because you’re angry again you are always so angry So you’ll laugh it off when your friends ask if you’re okay because you look like shit again and you’ll smile at boys even if you don’t mean it not once and you pretend to be over it when someone mentions their name but you know deep down you’re breaking apart all over again.
A.M.// morning pain (via tullipsink)
Love me. Let me show you the darkest, dustiest corners of me. Embrace me. Learn to be able to pick out the smell of my clothes from any other scent. And please, accept me. Learn all of my flaws—which ones need the most love or attention and just care for me as I care for you.
i-always-miss-you (via wnq-writers)
I think you are wrong to want a heart. It makes most people unhappy. If you only knew it, you are in luck not to have a heart.
L. Frank Baum (The Wonderful Wizard of Oz)