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every instance of love from my newspaper’s community announcements (obituaries, memorials, births, birthdays, anniversaries, congratulations) - saturday, june 27, 2020
snoopy of the day
comments left on the video for Iceblink Luck by Cocteau Twins
Illustrations from Lilly’s Purple Plastic Purse, Kevin Henkes, 1996. (via: archive.org)
one of the saddest things is when someone in your family tells you you would've loved someone who died before you were born. like my mother has told me & my best friend that we would have loved talking to her father. that me & my brothers have the same humor as our late uncle & even look like him. everyone is everywhere & nowhere & here & gone & dying & coming back. it's as though you know them through their shadow or their ghost or your own actions, but you won't ever really know. haunts me, i guess
myers' psychology for the ap® course, c. nathan dewall and david meyers / the handmaid's tale, margaret atwood / pink, sylvie baumgartel
Snoopy's creator Charles Schulz and the real Snoopy.
Live music will heal me
I’ve been working on my Ra snoopy door decs for my dorm building and I’m so excited!!!
‘tis.
i don't want sex. i want love. i want to be understood. i want to never feel alone. i want to come home to someone i miss all day when i'm at work. i want someone who motivates me. i want someone who trusts me. i want someone who loves me for me, not what i do. i want real love.
My feet hurt so much, I hate working retail
circle of sleep <3
reblogging photos of my favorite singers on tumblr dot com is the equivalent of ripping pages out of tiger beat magazine and sticking them on my wall for all my friends to see at sleepovers