YOU don’t have to be perfect to be loved. but I do
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Cosimo Galluzzi
we're not kids anymore.
cherry valley forever
i don't do bad sauce passes

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Jules of Nature

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Not today Justin
Stranger Things
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if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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shark vs the universe
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YOU don’t have to be perfect to be loved. but I do
me when i find out something will cost a pretty penny but i only have gross and ugly pennies left
Saw several people angrily responding to this one & all I can say is she’s 100% right
WARNING do NOT start reading books and comics or watching movies or looking at art!!! you will start wanting to create art yourself. or god forbid. writing.
the eyes of someone who just vomited carry a vulnerable acceptance to grief only known in portraits of saints
the worst thing about writing or any kind of craft is having an idea you're really excited to make a reality but then you sit down and realize how much work it's going to take to get to that point and suddenly you feel like those two little gay guys in the mountain in the lord of the rings
do you remember how good it was in our head mr frodo
when i was a kid i decided that killing people was bad therefore war was bad therefore the military was evil. and adults would tell me it's more nuanced than that and i would understand when i grew up. well i'm a grown up now and idk i still think that killing people is bad and war is bad and the military is evil
me joining a discord server- "hello!"
guy named floyd- "hi! would you like a colour role?"
me- "what does that mean?"
floyd- "it means your name gets to be a colour. like how mine is pink for example"
me- "cool ok! so what colors can i have then?"
y'all like this one huh
"No one wants to work anymore." Damn right brother. If I could sit in a beautiful field for 40 hours every week of my singular precious life I would
you can post on tumblr even when you're trying to take a break from social media it literally doesn't count. it's like pepsi max, or pescatarianism
is there anything more humiliating than filling in the 'preferred salary' bit of a job application. grubby victorian workhouse child cap in hand oh guvnah ill work for anyfink! oh if youd be so kind, just a tuppence for me troubles sir, honest only a tuppence!
The Animals - House of the Rising Sun (1964)
Silver Jews - New Orleans (1994)
wdhmbt’s tumblr post (undated)
there are at least three houses in new orleans