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Color Me Curious
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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almost home
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
EXPECTATIONS
cherry valley forever
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Fieri Frames
occasionally subtle
Not today Justin

Jimmy Eat World

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Cosmic Funnies

#extradirty
YOU ARE THE REASON

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uhura | chapel | marcus
I’ve heard it called many things, but ‘other grounds’?
I’m proud to have served with each and every one of you.
“Don’t get hurt!”
As we went through the crowds, I piled a bunch of green apples in my pockets, and hoped I didn’t accidentally throw one at a kraut instead of a grenade. You’re not going to stop a Nazi with a piece of fruit.
Bill Guarnere, Brothers in Battle, Best of Friends (via thedauntlessduck)
#not with that attitude you aren’t
(via gemfyre)
Wymack: Neil, if the media puts a camera on you, can you behave yourself and not antagonize someone dangerous?
Neil: Absolutely.
Media: *puts a camera on Neil*
Neil: Okay, so this bitch...
bedroom + journals i’ve filled over the last year and a half
as if he had heard me, he reached for my hand. i did not need to look; his fingers were etched in my memory, s l e n d e r and petal-veined, s t r o n g and quick and never w r o n g
“p a t r o c l u s,” he said. he was always better with words than i.
T O S K A, Lisa Sorgini
“No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause.
At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning.
In particular cases it may be the desire for somebody of something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness.”
- Vladimir Nabokov
The Gothic Cottage, Stourhead
I thought I would be understood without words.
Vincent Van Gogh, “Letter to Theo van Gogh,” May 3-12, 1882. (via viologica)