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Jules of Nature
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Three Goblin Art
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Cosmic Funnies
One Nice Bug Per Day
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hello vonnie
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@nxtimmune
I like confidence. Whatever a guy feels comfortable with, I approve of. If I spot someone and I can tell they’ve spent a lot of time on their look, that is not what I’m attracted to. I’m attracted to someone who’s style is naturally a part of them.
AM I PART OF THE CURE --
;; indie oc for the maze runner series
-- OR AM I PART OF THE DISEASE?
does anyone want to do anything i cant sleep and im here so
I don’t deserve you but god, I want to. I want to spend the rest of my life trying to deserve you.
(via gwavyyy)
he couldn’t help the weak chuckle falling from his lips, still pressed against her hair. he knew something was up, how could he not? but he didn’t dare to ask, he didn’t want to know if it meant it would ruin this, what they were having in that very moment.
“it’s okay, i hate that shirt, anyway.”
of course something was up. something was always up. either it was the flare or their lives being in mortal peril -- there was always something going on. and it was just... exhausting. on an existential level. but everything seemed to be just a bit lighter when she was in his arms, as if he somehow proected her from all of the terrible things in the world. and it wasn’t true, but she liked to pretend. just for a little bit. finally, she lifted up, lips pressing against his. it was soft and slow, nose brushing against his as she simply savored the feeling of him against her. she never really liked taking it for granted.
“well, i liked that shirt. and now i’m gonna have to steal another one. and that requires energy i really don’t wanna use.”
30 Day Song Challenge: Day 21 - A song you want to dance to at your wedding
"I surrender who I’ve been for who you are Nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart If I had only felt how it feels to be yours Well, I would’ve known what I’ve been living for all along What I’ve been living for.”
"Wherever Is Your Heart", Brandi Carlile. The Firewatcher’s Daughter
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Medicine | Daughter
Pick it up. Pick it all up and start again. You’ve got a second chance. You could go home, escape it all. It’s just irrelevant.
And please do not hurt me, love, I am a fragile one. And you are the light in my eyes. Please do not break my heart, I think it’s had enough pain to last the rest of my life.
it didn’t take thomas much to pulled her into a much tighter hug. she was possibly the strongest person he’s ever met, still, he wanted to protect her, even if she would never let him do so. placing a soft kiss to the top of her head, one of his hands playing with her hair slowly, he let out a sigh.
“missed you, too.”
well, how on earth was she supposed to let go now? shoulders slumped and relaxed into him as the girl felt his hold tighten, head moving so that she could bury her face in the crook of his neck. he thought she was strong, but wow, could he be any more wrong? because currently, she felt stupidly weak. like nothing in the world could hold her up except for maybe him.
“ -- i got blood on your shirt today.”
she took my heart, i think she took my soul
“stop looking at me like that.”
she has eyes in the back of her head, didn’t you know?
