“I’ve turned people into homes, and I ended up homeless.”
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Noah Kahan
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

Kiana Khansmith
Sweet Seals For You, Always
EXPECTATIONS
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Phantogram Three
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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

tannertan36

Love Begins

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“I’ve turned people into homes, and I ended up homeless.”
— (via im-sad-lets-have-sex)
Sean O'Connell still has the best weigh-in stare downs
You guys, he’s back!
I didn’t know that I needed to see this until I saw it.
To put it simple. You DONT have to act tuff. To be a tough guy. haha
So I looked this guy up. First, not shown in the first gif is the fact that he’s just wearing regular pants:
Also, he’s written a sci-fi novel and has spent time in Africa building a school and orphanage for abused teenage girls. So, good for that guy.
When you haven’t seen your human in a couple hours
S O A R
And I don’t know what it is that has got me hooked on you, But I can’t get your finger prints off my heart, or your touch off my skin. All I know is that every night I lay there missing you. Craving you, needing you.
A.d.c (via 11anothergirl11)
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it’s like an avalanche I feel myself go under ‘cause the weight of it’s like hands around my neck
Avalanche (via fuckyeahbringmethehorizonlyrics)
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I buried our love in my closet, behind piles of sweaters and worn knee highs and too short dresses. I hid our love with all my other secrets and skeletons and ghosts. I covered our love with boxes of shoes and old keepsakes that I cant bring myself to throw out. but winter came, and I needed the sweaters and the socks and the boots. I unearthed my past, my corpses and cobweb covered diaries. and way in the back I saw you and me, our love, our memories, and I had never been so excited to see a dead body.
rotting love//e.g. (via thedeathincarnate)
Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The greater the love, the greater the chaos. It’s a given and that’s the secret.
Jonathan Carroll, White Apples (via purplebuddhaproject)