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Cosimo Galluzzi
Janaina Medeiros
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@theartofmadeline
NASA
#extradirty
shark vs the universe
pixel skylines
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Xuebing Du
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Mike Driver
One Nice Bug Per Day
DEAR READER
Claire Keane
RMH
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@strangersnotes-blog
If you have a photograph of Jesus as your profile picture on facebook, there is no way in hell I am excepting your friend request. This is not because you are an ill informed person (all though that is true as well) it is saving you from casting me to hell via facebook comments and “pokes”… Trust me, you’ll hate me.
"Water, fire, air and dirt/Fuckin' magnets, how do they work?/And I don't want to talk to a scientist/Y'all motherfuckers lying and gettin' me pissed." ... Those are real lyrics from a real song, made by a real band with real life fans. And people wonder why we can't have nice things.
Drinking milk is a strange phenomenon if you think about it. No, cow, do not nurse your baby... Give it to me instead... Fuck the infant.
Contrary to popular belief, listening to Coldplay does not make you gay...Unless, of course you are listening to the sweet sounds of "The Scientist" and "Yellow" balls deep in another man's anus.
I am always going to be fat. What the fuck is wrong with that? I’ve been brainwashed to think that if I am fat I am not deserving of decent people or love. I am done taking the shit, drinking the poison.
I’d like to live in a world where good things happened to decent people. I’d like to think that horrible people get what is coming to them, eventually. That is a lie. It is all a lie. People carry on in life bumping into each other without much purpose or right.
My daily life is void of real passion and it is slowly tearing me down. I keep dreaming, keep thinking that maybe, but nothing changes. I know the reason is because of my own actions and the fact that I am terrified pisses me off more then anything. I am scared to try and fail & frightened by the unfamiliar.
I feel empty. I try to fill the void with materials that shimmer in the sun. With whimsical purchases of shoes I don’t wear and cloths I will never fit in. I am still vacant.
I hate when I'm at show and the band tells me to do something.... Am I getting paid here? I am not your monkey and no I won't dance for you.
Even though I know better, I still alway picture a turtle dove as a turtle with wings.
Shopping online, find a ton of cute shirts. Click on plus sized and the only thing that pops up is socks and athletic clothing. FML.
Interviewing for a job that you already have is the most ridiculous thing I've ever had to do. Just pay me.
Some days the only thing that keeps me alive is the thought that if I did end it all, someone would find me. My death certificate would state: obese. They would need multiple people to carry my body.