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YOU ARE THE REASON
occasionally subtle

Kiana Khansmith

Product Placement
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Not today Justin
macklin celebrini has autism
NASA

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noise dept.
taylor price

#extradirty

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Cosimo Galluzzi
$LAYYYTER

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@shes-that-girll
Pureblood Gryffindor: Sometimes I think you muggle borns really are at a disadvantage. You have a lot more information to catch up on.
Muggle born Ravenclaw: You can't even make a phone call. How much math do you know? Do you even know what a pen is?
Pureblood Gryffindor:...I'm sorry.
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Dear Me
Dear me,
You’re 13 and your mom came home drunk. Again. Holding back her hair as she puked and drunkenly apologized over and over. You quickly learned how to take care of a drunk person. You learned how to support their body weight as you dragged them to bed. You learned how to keep them from choking on their own vomit. Those are not the things a 13 year old should learn. I’m sorry.
Dear me,
You’re 14 and your mom is having a party. She’s drunk, your older brother is drunk, everyone is drunk except for you. I know you think being the only sober person there is the absolute worst, but you’re wrong. How could you know any better when all you’ve been taught is that alcohol is the solution. It’s too late and you’ve picked up your first of many drinks. Hours pass and you’re blackout drunk. You wake up the next morning with a pain in your chest and no memory of the previous night. That chest pain? It’s a cracked rib. You still have no idea how it happened, but you wore that injury like a badge of honor. It wasn’t something to be proud of. I’m sorry.
Dear me,
You’re 16 and it’s New Year’s Eve. You’re drunk. Your parents tell you they would rather you drink with them so you’ll be safe as opposed to drinking with strangers. You drink even more and wind up passing out on your bedroom floor. Happy New Year’s. I’m sorry.
Dear me,
You’re 18 and headed to your first college party. You’re a freshman in a sea of upperclassmen. You try Jungle Juice for the first time. That was a mistake. You’re feeling pretty good so you end up smoking weed for the first, but not the last time. Being drunk and high is a new combination for you. Welcome to college. I’m sorry.
Dear me,
You’re around 19 or 20. You’ve made new friends. They like to throw parties a lot. You drink every single time. You’re not consciously aware of it yet, but there’s a reason why you feel like you have to drink every time. You never intend to get drunk, but you still do. What’s a party without alcohol? I’m sorry.
Dear me,
You’re finally 21 and it’s legal for you to drink. You get drunk on your birthday. You throw an official party a week later. I know you remember that party. It was at that party that you had your first alcohol induced seizure. Maybe you should have went to the hospital. I’m sorry.
Dear me,
I’m 22. I fell back on learned behavior and started drinking to deal with stress in my life and to avoid feeling. Binge drinking on the weekends turned into 8-10 drinks a day. It took me a lot of time and alcohol to reach the conclusion that I had a problem and that I was/am an addict. My life exploded around me and all I have left are the shards. I’m sorry.
This gave me chills..
At this point in life, I'm an alcoholic and a hopeless lover trying to just make it through my days. I don't know where I'm going but on my way at least.
I fucking love you. I love fucking you. But I fucking hate them both at the same time.
This season of American Horror Story looks great
Creepiest childhood toy goes to these motherfuckers
OH MY GOD THIS THING WOULD TALK TO ME AT LIKE 3 AM WHEN I WAS LITTLE
2 am I’m on a blackout binge again You know I don’t need sleep And I lost my keys, But I’ve got so many friends And they keep, keep me coming back for more Another night another score I’m faded, bottles breaking
All Time Low (via cheerstomyexistentialcrisis)
So me.
Ok so if you dont know already there are rumors of Zayn possibly coming back to the band. Rumors are he was made to leave the band as a publicity stunt. So i did a little research. This is what I found:
The Facebook post about Zayn leaving was deleted
Zayns profile is back up on the Official 1D website
Simon said he had an announcement
They used Zayn’s pic for their next show in Denmark
Google updated the ‘One Direction’ and added Zayn back
Naughty boy tweeted this, which is basically saying ‘look how far i’ve got you and now you decide to leave’ (Not that Naughty Boy did any good for him anyway)
Then he tweeted this, this basically says that he knows Zayn wont stay with him but he wants him to
#ZaynIsComingBack has been trending all day
Note: This isnt a solid fact and has not yet been confirmed, i feel as if these things forshadow Zayn returning
Reblog this if you like Harry Potter. No questions, just do. It'll make sense later.
The "heartless but also an emotional crybaby" squad
Capricorn, Scorpio, Gemini, Aries, Libra, Virgo, Aquarius
yes yes yes
Waking up to your husband holding your half naked body with his. Peeling him off of you and crawling out of bed. Sneaking down to the kitchen. Putting in your headphones while you cook breakfast for the two of you. Hearing footsteps but pretending not to notice. His hands on your hips as he sneaks up behind you. You spin around for a kiss. Eating breakfast together on the porch of the house you own together. Taking a hot shower. Together. Crawling back into bed as the sun goes up into the sky. Sex. Napping. Laughing. More sex. More napping. More laughing. Take another shower. Get dressed up. Go to dinner together. Have a couple drinks. Have really good food. Walk around the city under the lights and the stars holding hands. Drive home. Take off all the fancy clothes. Climb back into bed. Fall asleep next to the love of your life, again.
Really how tumblr girls are tbh..