occasionally subtle
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Three Goblin Art
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Keni
todays bird

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Jules of Nature
$LAYYYTER
Mike Driver
NASA
noise dept.
hello vonnie

@theartofmadeline
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Kaledo Art
Sade Olutola

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
YOU ARE THE REASON

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@boahey-borussia
erik slowly creeping up to the striker position is my fav
BVB-Training - Feb.7 (x)
the smarter u are the more men arent funny
rune dahmke? more like rune DAMNke
so many of them went to check if erik’s fine
Hey scientist, I found out the reason why the Arctic is warming up. Something is really hot there and I can tell you that it’s not the polar bear.
always, alan. always.
Thank you Alan Rickman
Raise your wands
R.I.P. Alan Rickman💔
Rest in peace, Alan Rickman
Alan Rickman’s farewell letter to Harry Potter
“I’m watching her fall in love with him. I’m watching him fall in love with her. I’m watching them fall in love with each other and everyone keeps asking me if I’m ok. I’m not ok. It’s not ok. I want to scream. I want to cry. I want someone to know that I loved him first.”
You were supposed to be my best friend (via state-of-grace13)
6.1.16 // already heartbroken
And even after all this time, my heart still beats fast around him, my palms still get sweaty, and my mind still goes insane.
excerpt from a book I’ll never write // #32 (via dropdeadpill)
I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.
Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights (via quotespile)