One Nice Bug Per Day
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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

Love Begins
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

Discoholic 🪩

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Xuebing Du

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
i don't do bad sauce passes
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
we're not kids anymore.

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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art blog(derogatory)
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$LAYYYTER
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@iaofblueave
Spoken just like a Capricorn.
true love never leaves, sometimes it just gets lost temporarily. lost in pride and ego, lost in confusion and misunderstanding. but love being lost is never the end; sometimes love needs to breathe before it finds home again.
it’s possible to look up time tables and news articles about everything from sports matches to cinemas. but where is the info on what’s happening in the woods
Panic Fables by Jodorowsky
This is the Lucky Ace. Reblog to recieve a wad of cash that is oddly specific to your current needs.
I reblogged this shit two days ago y’all… what kinda sorcery is this. Oddly specific too …. I’ll take it tho 🤯
I think I did it wrong
You made me lol ^_^
I’m reblogging cause I had a great boon, so charging this post with more power!
by Kyle Thompson
all about love, bell hooks
and on wednesdays...
Water tastes wild good sometimes. Like usually it’s whatever but sometimes you get a sip and it’s like god damn.
Yesterday
ما زلت أؤمن أن الإنسان لا يموت دفعة واحدة و إننا نموت بطريقة الأجزاء؛ كلما رحل صديق مات جزء، و كلما غاردنا حبيب مات جزء، و كلما قتل حلم من أحلامنا مات جزء، فيأتى الموت الأكبر ليجد كل الأجزاء ميتة، فيحملها ويرحل
جبران خليل جبران
“I still believe that a human being does not die at once, but in a way, we die in pieces; whenever a friend departs, a piece dies, and whenever a lover leaves, a piece dies, and whenever a dream of our dreams is killed, a piece dies, then finally, the greater death arrives, only to see all our pieces long dead, so he picks them up and departs.”
(via abastract)