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How do I do it? How do I turn my dreams into reality?
What's the first thing anybody does before they start their day, you wake up.
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Just do good things, and good things will happen, mate.
How do I do it? How do I turn my dreams into reality?
What's the first thing anybody does before they start their day, you wake up.
not to be a stereotype but im really feeling like getting one of those service dog "do not pet" patches for my battle vestHEY ARE YOU LISTENING I AM NOT A STEREOTYPE I SAID
Hornyposting not out of lust but sheer love of the game
i love you vampires. i love you gothic horror. i love you unsettling themes. i love you religious imagery. i love you doomed narratives. i love you rot and decay.
the death of laptop is literally the death of my sanity. the true tumblr experience is on laptop. why google anything if not on laptop, or even desktop. phone should never answer my questions, should never see such intimate things we blog about.
anyways laptop life has returned we are so back
black friday is stupid why isn't there like. purple tuesday
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THE SILENCE HAS YIELDED
spotted in one of my videos from tonight
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“why does it feel like i’ve done this before?
why does it feel like i haven’t?”
i loved the world when you came into it. you celebrated my being here, i wanted to celebrate you too. for a small moment everything was simple, i could breathe. you loved me and you didnt ask me for it.
for the first time in what felt like centuries, i was seen- just as i was. i was not pushed nor pulled. you did not expect of me, we did not need to contort eachother to feel found.
you were just placed into my hand, i hadnt been given something like this before. i fear that i hold you too gently- i fear tightening my grasp even more.