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DEAR READER
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Jules of Nature
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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So, if you put your URL in here, you can listen to all the music you’ve ever blogged.
Oh my sweet baby Jesus.
The happiness I feel right now is amazing
YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW LONG IVE BEEN LOOKING AND WAITING FOR THIS GODDAMN POST TO COME BACK AND THIS TIME IM FUCKING REFERENCING IT
gravity falls illu for dragonolong e v e
((Oh my goobers hahaha!))
And they said college would be harder than high school…
i am dying to know what jerry and robby did to invoke the wrath of the professor
Crispy Garlic Bread Grilled Cheese Sandwiches Recipe by Heather Likes Food
Wish on everything. Pink cars are good, especially old ones. And stars of course, first stars and shooting stars. Planes will do if they are the first light in the sky and look like stars. Wish in tunnels, holding your breath and lifting your feet off the ground. Birthday candles. Baby teeth.
Francesca Lia Block (via quoted-books)
I think there are many versions of myself that make up who I really am. There are versions of myself that I used to be, but am no longer. There are versions of myself that I always see, but never become. And there is the version of myself that I am now, but that I don’t quite accept or understand, because I am always wishing to be more than what I am. Maybe if I just loved my imperfections, my flaws, my scars- maybe if I loved myself for who I am right now- I’d start to have more good days than bad.
Z.M. (via wordsnquotes)
Dear Blackout,
My mother has never called me by name,
she calls me beautiful
"How was your day, beautiful?"
"Beautiful, help clean up."
"Yes, beautiful?"
And I believed her.
But then I turned on the tv,
flipped through the magazines,
saw the only thing deemed a “beauty”
to look nothing like me.
And as all the boys chased my friends,
with flirtatious words, fawning over fair faces,
mine received not one glance
not one word
and the silence erased my mother’s words
in a deafening, hollowing way.
But days like today,
moments like this,
I hear her loud and
clear
(once again)
"I see you, beautiful."
"I love you, beautiful."
”Beautiful.”
And so thank you, blackout,
for the reminder,
sweet as honey,
warm as my mother’s voice,
that my black is beautiful.
(You all are beautiful to me.)
-m.g.
but guys, you realize Morgan Freeman had to read those lines
…without laughing.
LOOK AT THE GUY HOLDING THE MICROPHONE
This post doesn’t show up on my dash enough.
a short comic about witches and wishes and wanting things.
Modern Link on the subway. Animated version is work in progress.
all i could draw today was link wondering in a garden
in other news, Link is a giant pouty child
a barista doing un-barista related things
Work By おくら (@okurra) | Twitter
She thought of herself in the same manner others did on the moon, she was unable to see her worth in times of darkness. Just how others only appreciate the moon when it’s full, gleaming of light, but fail to realize that the moon is still beautiful, no matter how much of the moon may be hidden in the darkness. In the end, it is still the same beautiful moon. It will always be the same gorgeous moon, no matter how much darkness may cover its surface. Even in the darkness she shines brilliantly.
Nicholas Browne (via wordsnquotes)
Legend of Zelda: Princess Zelda (Watercolor, Digital Art) Prints are available for sale here: http://society6.com/shikajoy/prints
