during a concert
me: he's real
me: he's REAL
me: I love him
me: I'm going to cry
me: omg
me: what
me: he is real
almost home
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

Discoholic 🪩
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
Fai_Ryy
macklin celebrini has autism
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Origami Around
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
The Bright Sessions

#extradirty
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
NASA
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seen from Brazil

seen from Malaysia
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seen from Ukraine
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@charcoalsoulll
during a concert
me: he's real
me: he's REAL
me: I love him
me: I'm going to cry
me: omg
me: what
me: he is real
Tunes & Spoons
Bim dans ta gueule fdp
The Story So Far // Empty Space
“To Santa Claus and Little Sisters” is the title of this poem. It was written in the 1960s by an Anonymous 15 year old boy, 2 years before he committed suicide. Steven Chbosky (The perks of being a wallflower) used this poem in the Perks Of Being A Wallflower, but had differences. This poem is also in English curriculum for a lot of high schools. It is a very powerful poem, and although it is very blunt, there is so much more meaning and depth behind each line.
always reblog
This breaks my heart… Every. Fucking. Time.
i can’t tell you how many times i stopped reading the book to reread this and how many times i replayed this in the movie
Big Kids by Lily
This is great.
Oh my god.
I’m in love with this post.
I’m crying
And it all happens so fast.
Wow
seriously one of the most meaningful things ever written
This scares me
is it legal to marry a poem?
i just read this over like 7 times……………………….
holy fucking shit.
this is fucking amazing …
this is actually really fucking scary
im going to cry or something
this is so great
That’s life for ya.
this gave me shivers. fuck
A loaf of bread having a bad dream
science are u ok
fucktupled.
what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies?
Woah woah wait
you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most”
that would explain why, because you would actually be inhaling little parts of them over time
Oh my god
I actually really like this edit. Please do not remove this caption ~
i dont even sleep anymore i just die for a couple hours each day