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One Nice Bug Per Day
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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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You must understand that there is more than one path to the top of the mountain
Miyamoto Musashi (via unknownocean)
When I text you it means I miss you.
when I don’t text you it means I’m waiting for you to miss me. (via gosh)
from weheartit
Someday you’ll find someone special again. People who’ve been in love once usually do. It’s in their nature.
Nicholas Sparks, Message in a Bottle (via books-n-quotes)
Even if you don’t feel like it, you are worth it. I promise.
Make yourself a priority.
Homoscent; the new collection of gay porn on tumblr
I am sorry someone loved you badly, and that they made you feel like you take up more space than you deserve. I am sorry they abandoned you when you need them the most and it has made you believe that love is an awful thing that hurts.
Nikita Gill (via themotivationjournals)
I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.
Lauren Oliver, Delirium (via wordsnquotes)
Who wrote the book on goodbye? There’s never been a way to make this easy When there’s nothing quite wrong but it don’t feel right Either your head or your heart, you set the other on fire
Lauv x The Other (via northernblurbs)
I considered suicide, but I felt a strange fondness for my body, my life. Scarred as they were, they were mine.
Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye (via wordsnquotes)
No one deserves secondhand love. We all deserve someone who thinks we’re the first choice —not just that we’re the best possible option or that there was no other choice. A person’s heart isn’t a consolation prize.
(via amandagainst)