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i’m that friend that has to walk behind the others when the sidewalk doesn’t fit a group of three
haii can you pleaseee post this colouring /post/39935501512 it's so prettyyy hehe thank you :))
thanks, anon. here it is.
“What if I was to tell you I was about to set sail to a land where none of us will ever grow old?”
by Emily Dove
hi! :) you could share the PSD of the breakfast club gifs?
download here. i don't know how well this will work on other things, but… have fun?
my entire life is just a test to see if i’ll commit suicide or homicide first
You see us as you want to see us. In the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club.
normal person: "well, that was a sad ending" turns tv off
me: sobs, slams head against wall, rewatches scene 25 times, gifs it, talks about how sad it was for the next 6 months
It’s so difficult to describe [depression] to someone who’s never been there, because it’s not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it’s that cold absence of feeling — that really hollowed-out feeling. That’s what Dementors are. - J.K Rowling