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it’s a dream of mine to have a beautiful farm
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The Stonewall Inn
EXPECTATIONS
$LAYYYTER
todays bird
Claire Keane
occasionally subtle

oozey mess

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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Noah Kahan

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hello vonnie

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Doug Jones
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@ssaltycheeks
do u have a bf
it’s a dream of mine to have a beautiful farm
Actually one of the most vivid happy moments of my life
if i were a caterpillar i would probably emerge from my cocoon as another slightly fatter caterpillar
cant wait until winter so i can be miserable instead of just hot and miserable
@August
Please…girl…I’m beggin you
Just as it hurts to feel unloved, somehow it also hurts to be loved. Expectations come with love and we cannot always fulfill them. Sometimes this is what hurts the most.
Lynette Simeone (via wordsnquotes)
Watch: “Liberal Redneck” suggests some other countries where these bigots can go live.
“You’re a white person in America, so I could see why you’d think this, but tellin’ other people how to live is actually NOT a right you have.”
DING DING DING
It’s really refreshing to see this, coming from someone who lives in the South.
I honestly have to second the last comment on this. I’m so used to the South being a bastion of racism and other grossness, it’s so good to see a Southerner calling people on their shit.
if ur a boy n u tell ur tall gf not to wear heels around u congrats she’s my girl now don’t ever speak to me or my amazon gf ever again
U know when ur hairs greasy and it makes u feel so so so bad about urself. And ur entire life. Everything is awful bc my hair is greasy
She imagines him imagining her. This is her salvation.
Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin (via irlsiren)
freshman: *screaming and laughing* me, with dead eyes: looke….i understand u havent yet lost ur childlike optimism but it is 8 in the fucking mornign