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Cosmic Funnies
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Kiana Khansmith

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Noah Kahan

if i look back, i am lost
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
$LAYYYTER

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@starsinhereyes-x
It’s okay to leave someone who doesn’t see the light that you see in yourself.
R.H. Sin (via quotemadness)
“I miss you” he said, I smiled looking into his eyes, “I missed you, all those lonely nights waiting for you to come back, to explain why, to give me some sort of explanation as to why you left” he looked at me confused.
I looked away from him and sighed “I missed you, oh god did I miss you, and you didn’t care. The first night you completely cut me off, I sat and waited for a message, 1 hour turning to 2, 2 to 3 and the hours kept passing and you was as silent as the dead of night. And I cried, and I cried. Willing for my phone to ring, I cried my self to sleep two nights on a run. I went to work hoping to see you, and watch as you would go to the opposite side of the room to avoid me. I saw you leave with her and felt like I had a knife in my chest. I sat and thought of you together, talking until 3am like we did. Questioning what it was that made you chose her and drop me. I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep. I just missed you. And now you come here, you look me in my eyes and you tell me you miss me? Oh sweet darling, how I would love you to take me in your arms again. But I can not waste another second longing for you, for I missed whole seasons pass waiting for you. And you will never be as beautiful as the leaves turning brown or the first fall of snow. If you miss me as you say, then I’m sorry you have to miss someone who does not miss you back”.
“Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.”
— Yara Bashraheel
iconic!
this is the plot to mama mia
queen
at five years old you know what the word means. it’s dirty, it’s bad, you’re too young to know. other kids use it as a curse word when adults can’t hear them. when you’re nine, two women move in across the street. one of them has a shaved head. you’re sitting at the dinner table when your neighbour’s father uses the word “dyke” with a lowered voice. you’re eleven and a new girl has joined your theatre group. you want to be around her all the time. a year later she leaves and you feel disappointed and sad without really knowing why. at fifteen you’re at a church camp and a girl asks the priest why gay people can’t get married. he says: “we have to draw the line somewhere. some people would like to marry animals.” six months later you’re looking at a friend of yours with butterflies in your stomach, and all of a sudden it just hits you. you have a crush on her. you have a crush on a girl. at sixteen you try to say the word. you say to yourself: “i’m a lesbian.” you feel dirty and cry in the bathroom two hours later. at seventeen you hold hands with a boy. he says to you: “you don’t want to be with girls like that.” he touches your cheek but it feels wrong. when you’re eighteen you fall in love with a girl who has pale blue eyes and the most beautiful laugh. she calls you an angel but a year later she introduces you to her boyfriend at a house party. you want to cry but you can’t. at nineteen you try to say the word again. it still gets stuck in your throat but you do it anyway. you tell your friends and they say they are proud of you. and you cry, not because you feel dirty, but because you feel okay.
the word “lesbian” has always been something people spit out in disgust (via kanelienkeli)
Friendly reminder
“I was so good at wanting to live, and then December happened; sneaking out from the bare branches, a mess I meet at my doorstep once again. It has been a good, long while. We were almost strangers. I am trying hard not to fall back into your arms, but this cold air is piercing, and any company at all feels nice.”
— Schuyler Peck, The December I Didn’t Want (via schuylerpeck)
schuyler peck
Never settle, you deserve something magical ❤️
For real 😩
real love is sweet and warm like honey and you all deserve this kind of love
it’s literally considered inhumane to deny our worst criminals food and shelter but y’all wanna figure out if our homeless and impoverished population “deserves” it like
child molesters are gettin’ three hots and a cot on your tax dollars and that’s fine but the starving single mother and her children down the street should just work harder bc god forbid your taxes go to them?
fuck y’all seriously
HERE YA GO
It’s so sad that society is like this. Wake me up when it’s a better world. K, thanks ✌🏼
xo great things take time xo
Make the life you want.