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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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this blog is just a void where i scream whatever comes to my mind
if you want to follow me from qsmp. i suggest not to lmao, i have a blog for that! but sometimes im lazy to log in to it!
learning not to return to places where I miss the past but see no future
Stars on the street
Fusili on the grass
I might seem okay but deep down I wanna go on a vacation every month
When summer evenings feel like this gif itās beautiful and itās worth it
European fallow deer (Dama dama)
"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
Tumblr is a fate driven website. You can't find posts through the search function, you see them when you're meant to.
mhhmmm yea
āCertain days, Certain hours (bedroom)ā ā Erik Mattijssen ā gouache and pastel on paper, 196 Ć 256 cm
september was practice⦠in october Iām getting my shit together
in november I'm getting my shit together
in december Iām getting my shit together
in february Iām getting my shit together
in march Iām getting my shit together
in april Iām getting my shit together
in may Iām getting my shit together
oh, i am finally old enough to know why my parents took so long to grab their coats. why they would ask us to get ready to go only to sit down for another round of coffee. what would i tell myself, at 10 years old? itās okay. sit down with them too. take in the extra hour with your friend and her family. when you get home, write down every moment in your diary. one day you will be older and you will be waving goodbye to your best friend, and you will turn the key to start your beat up little car engine, and you will look back over your shoulder. her hair will be blowing in the wind and she will be beautiful and you will be, for a moment, struck by all of it. what you will feel is so wide and nameless that it will engulf you. and you will think of being 14 and kicking her under the table in math every time you wanted to whisper something behind the teacherās back. you will think about how long the days felt, and how you could hold her hand whenever you wished, but you didnāt. and you will think about all of the people you could have lingered with. and you will wish, more than you have ever felt a wish, that the universe just gave you that - more time to linger. more time to say - i love you. i know i need to leave, but i donāt want to leave you. and when i go, i am leaving a piece of my heart that lingers too.Ā
one more round of coffee. the days are so short, and you are so lovely.
ā Mikko Harvey, from For M (via lunamonchtuna)
oh ok
āWhy would you stop in hell?ā has changed my brain chemistry