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bridgethehook

idc lol (in fucking tears)

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b100dym0ntague-deactivated20260

you can drag me through hell if it meant I could hold your hand

macrolit

“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.”

—

William Shakespeare, b. 23 April 16 1564

why does this have 32k notes? it’s just a picture of a knife in a ranch bottle, is there some unspoken joke that 32 thousand people share? what is going on here, i dont get it. it’s just a fucking picture of a knife in a ranch bottle. is there some spiritual connection people have to this picture? is there some ominous and mystical reasoning that this has 32 thousand notes? do people reblog this because it makes them look like some indie blogger? or is there just something funny to this? someone please explain

diggly

no one tell him

analyticalsenshi

Scheduling this to post on March 15 because it needs to happen.

toomanyfandomstocountcx

The ides of March have come

eeyore9990

Beware the ides of March.

macrolit

Beware!!

incompletesmiles-blog

dripculture

feelslikesugarinme777

cherrycokegirl888

i wish men were as disgusted with rape as they are with periods

emxyx

Fr

olvanne

Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me? Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me? Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me? Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me?

Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me? Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me? Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me? Pointing fingers 'cause you'll never take the blame like me?

Halsey - Gasoline.

tarnishedflatware

"But there's no use in talking to people who have a home. They have no idea what its like to seek safety in other people; for home to be wherever you lie your head."

-Lana Del Rey, Ride