It’s like this … All your life you’re yellow. Then one day you brush up against something blue, the barest touch, and voila, the rest of your life you’re green.
Tess Callahan (via perfect)
Misplaced Lens Cap
Today's Document

#extradirty
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$LAYYYTER

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we're not kids anymore.
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Cosimo Galluzzi

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

pixel skylines

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Three Goblin Art
todays bird
Claire Keane
Cosmic Funnies

Kaledo Art

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It’s like this … All your life you’re yellow. Then one day you brush up against something blue, the barest touch, and voila, the rest of your life you’re green.
Tess Callahan (via perfect)
Advice from the 6 bus
this is golden
Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?
Danielle LaPorte (via eslaprincesita)
Sometimes I drink too much vodka or eat 3 servings of macaroni and cheese in one sitting, but by far the most unhealthy habit I have is comparing myself to others.
This is one of my favorite things I’ve ever read on tumblr
God, if this isn’t the truest thing I’ve read..
In 20 years I won’t remember today; that scares me.
“10 Word Poem" series - #31 (via l-eer)
I automatically assume people won’t like me, so I don’t talk to them unless they approach me first. I can’t become a part of a crowd because I can’t get past that feeling that I don’t belong.
Stephanie Kuehnert (via durianquotes)
a poem: im hella cute hella rad hella dumb hella sad
this hit me like a load of fucking bricks.
my boo bought a special pen for me and it is my favourite thing
The worst part about being strong is that no one ever asks if you’re okay
Unknown (via viid-x)
Draw a monster. Why is it a monster?
Daughter by Janice Lee I think about this quote a lot. (via fusels)