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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Kiana Khansmith
will byers stan first human second
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Mike Driver

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Cosimo Galluzzi
DEAR READER

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styofa doing anything
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Claire Keane

@theartofmadeline

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I cannot simply stare at an empty paper without my pen bleeding on it.
J. Bolen (via quotemadness)
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When you’re different, sometimes you don’t see the millions of people who accept you for what you are. All you notice is the person who doesn’t.
Jodi Picoult (via quotemadness)
*holds a baby carrot like a cigarette* I’m just….. over it, you know?
people aren’t allowed to come back into my life once they’ve left it. I’ve mourned the loss of your presence and it’s now time for me to move on to a path far away from yours.
fun prank: put $1000 in an envelope and mail it to me
When you do something beautiful and nobody notices, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps
(i love this so much) - John Lennon (via foxeia)
People are so vulnerable at night. They’re willing to spill out their souls to anyone willing to listen. They have desires to do things that never cross their mind when the sun is in the sky.
(via alunit)
But there’s a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. But behind all your stories is always your mother’s story, because hers is where yours begin.
Mitch Albom, For One More Day (via perrfectly)