Stranger Things
occasionally subtle
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if i look back, i am lost
cherry valley forever
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
dirt enthusiast
RMH
Janaina Medeiros
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shark vs the universe
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Acquired Stardust
Sade Olutola
Discoholic 🪩
Claire Keane
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
we're not kids anymore.
d e v o n
Jules of Nature
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@psychedelichip
Hello!
My thoughts are running wild.
I sometimes reminisce about the experiences I gained during summer 2012. Those gruesome three months was worth my three months. Definitely one of the best summer involvement. I’m so glad I didn’t age out because I’ve already left on a good note with year 2012. First year of marching drum corps was once in a lifetime experience. I wouldn’t trade that summer for anything in the world.
Summer of 2012
I miss summer 2012. Damn. I miss everything about that summer. Let me rewind!!
Sometimes your emotions override your common sense.
Friendship 2.
I miss the younger days. What happened? Disconnection.
Friendship.
Consuming your time into a friendship so that the relationship last forever, only to end up being betrayed, is a very aggravating and saddening life experience. No matter how generous, no matter how kindhearted you are, no matter how affable you, no matter how unbiased you are, no matter how honest you are, you are still at guilt of the friendship failing. One of the most infuriating persona that I carry is apologizing for something I'm fully aware was not at my fault. I have grown and realize you don't need to get even with the person. You need to level up. Allow the person to know that a predicament will only instigate because you played your part in it. More frustrating than ever is that I'm too fucking generous. I won't stop but I know people have taken advantage of me but guess what? I'm not giving them any reason to loathe me. This blog is directly towards the person who betrayed me majorly. Blocking me on Instagram was a very petty act. I believe that the reason you blocked me because something about me threatens you. You are the weakest, most dishonest, and most inconsiderate person I have ever known. I helped you find a job TWICE and then you turn sour because my sister was talking to her District Manager about you leaving the job. Thank you so much because if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have receive the pay you desired. Thank you so much for showing your token of gratitude! Not only are you so incredibly dishonest to me, you are greatly disrespectful to your boyfriend. He doesn't know you completely and what you can potentially do. You are such a dirty person. Now that I think about what kind of person you have been to me after years of friendship, you never did things that I have done for you. Surprising you with Harry Potter tickets. ALWAYS FUCKING INVITING YOU. Not once have I been invited to an event where you treated me out. You definitely didn't show a lot of generosity. You are an ugly person inside. Why am I feeling this way about you? Why do I even feel anything about you at all? Because I never received my gratuity. Thank you? I just wish people knew you the way I know you.
Love
Unravel the last decency I possess.
"Everything in my head went quiet.
All the ticks, all the constantly refreshing images just disappeared.
When you have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, you don’t really get quiet moments.
Even in bed, I’m thinking: Did I lock the doors? Yes. Did I wash my hands? Yes. Did I lock the doors? Yes. Did I wash my hands? Yes. But when I saw her, the only thing I could think about was the hairpin curve of her lips.. Or the eyelash on her cheek- the eyelash on her cheek- the eyelash on her cheek. I knew I had to talk to her. I asked her out six times in thirty seconds. She said yes after the third one, but none of them felt right, so I had to keep going. On our first date, I spent more time organizing my meal by color than I did eating it, or talking to her.. But she loved it. She loved that I had to kiss her goodbye sixteen times or twenty-four times at different times of the day. She loved that it took me forever to walk home because there are lots of cracks on our sidewalk. When we moved in together, she said she felt safe, like no one would ever rob us because I definitely lock the door eighteen times. I’d always watch her mouth when she talked- when she talked- when she talked- when she talked; when she said she loved me, her mouth would curl up at the edges. At night, she’d lay in bed and watch me turn all the lights off.. And on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off. She’d close her eyes and imagine that the days and nights were passing in front of her. But then.. She said I was taking up too much of her time. That I couldn’t kiss her goodbye so much because I was making her late for work.. When she said she loved me, her mouth was a straight line.. When I stopped in front of a crack in the sidewalk, she just kept walking.. And last week she started sleeping at her mother’s place. She told me that she shouldn’t have let me get so attached to her; that this whole thing was a mistake, but.. How can it be a mistake that I don’t have to wash my hands after I touch her? Love is not a mistake, and it’s killing me that she can run away from this and I just can’t. I can’t go out and find someone new because I always think of her. Usually, when I obsess over things, I see germs sneaking into my skin. I see myself crushed my an endless succession of cars.. And she was the first beautiful thing I ever got stuck on. I want to wake up every morning thinking about the way she holds her steering wheel.. How she turns shower knobs like she opening a safe. How she blows out candles- blows out candles- blows out candles- blows out candles- blows out-…. Now, I just think about who else is kissing her. I can’t breathe because he only kisses her once-he doesn’t care if it’s perfect! I want her back so bad.. I leave the door unlocked. I leave the lights on. ”
The most perfect and horrific thing.
I reblog this every single time I apologize
The pain this makes me feel…every damn time
every time i read/watch this i get all emotional sigh
A true despondency :/
“A young woman was restrained, force-fed and injected with cosmetics in a high street shop window as part of a hard-hitting protest against animal testing.
Jacqueline Traide was tortured in front of hundreds of horrified shoppers in a bid to raise awareness and end the practise.
The 24-year-old endured 10 hours of experiments, which included having her hair shaved and irritants squirted in her eyes, as part of a worldwide campaign by Lush Cosmetics and The Humane Society.
The disturbing stunt took place in Lush’s Regent Street store, one of the UK’s busiest shopping streets.
Jacqueline appeared genuinely terrified as she was pinned down on a bench and had her mouth stretched open with two metal hooks while a man in a white coat force-fed her until she choked and gagged.
The artist was also injected with numerous needles, had her skin braised and lotions and creams smeared across her face.
Passers-by were gobsmacked to see Jacqueline, a social sculpture student at Oxford Brookes University, forced to have a section of her head shaved.
The gruesome spectacle aimed to highlight the cruelty inflicted on animals during cosmetic laboratory tests and raise awareness that animal testing is still a common practise.
The Humane Society International and Lush Cosmetics have joined forces to launch the largest-ever global campaign to end animal testing for cosmetics.
The campaign, launched to coincide with World Week for Animals in Laboratories, is being rolled out simultaneously in over 700 Lush Ltd shops across forty-seven countries including the United States, Canada, India, Australia, New Zealand, South Korea and Russia.
Lush campaign manager Tamsin Omond said: “The ironic thing is that if it was a beagle in the window and we were doing all these things to it, we’d have the police and RSPCA here in minutes.
“But somewhere in the world, this kind of thing is happening to an animal every few seconds on average.
“The difference is, it’s normally hidden. We need to remind people it is still going on.”
For more information about the campaign, visit www.fightinganimaltesting.com”
I HOPE EVERYONE READS THIS AND REBLOGS IT!
Horrifying
My iPhone screen.
Nicholas Sparks' novels
Don’t stop chasing.
I think that one of the biggest reason why relationships do not work out in the long run is because at one point, one side (or both) stops trying. Before one claims another person as their significant other, they would do anything to make that person happy. They would chase, they would flirt, they would be charming. They would send daily morning and goodnight texts every time you wake up or go to sleep. They would write corny messages and pick up lines just to make sure that there is a smile upon your face. But once they claim you as theirs, all of those things eventually stop. The 5 page texts slowly turn into 1. The constant calls turn into not calling at all. And the lovely endearments turn into daily arguments. In order for a relationship to work, don’t ever stop chasing. Just because the person you want is now consider “yours”, it does not mean they deserve anything less than the time when you’re trying to win them over.
One Year Anniversary!
I love you Ezerom!
What's up Tahoe? #coldasstits #december #mytropicalbody (at Boulder Lodge @ Heavenly)
I need your arms to cover me.
Heart.
“I never thought Jo would write another novel, but I’m interested to see what she comes up with,” said Daniel Radcliffe, at a press conference in New York. “I absolutely would return to that world, if all the elements were to come together. When we wrapped the last film, I still felt like I wasn’t finished with this grandiose story. I can’t wait to come back.” He paused, then narrowed his eyes a little, and said, “Wait, what day is it, again?" Am I awake? #harrypotter #childhood #danielradcliffe #shartedfromexcitement
Though exhausted, he stayed signing every single CD bought. @abelxo #hecouldntgivemeahug #sorryIcanttodayhesays #theweeknd #kissland #abeltesfaye #xo (at Berkeley)
Kissland. #theweeknd #abeltesfaye @abelxo #berkeley (at Berkeley)
