These two things get confused for each other far too often

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KIROKAZE
Cosmic Funnies

Product Placement
Monterey Bay Aquarium
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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occasionally subtle
wallacepolsom
Jules of Nature
Game of Thrones Daily

if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
official daine visual archive
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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shark vs the universe
NASA

ellievsbear
hello vonnie

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@thedifferencebetweenhomeandhell
These two things get confused for each other far too often
Orla and Me
Art who?
People are sharing pics of their cats that seem to stretch to infinity (x)
“And suddenly, we were strangers again.”
— Six Word Story (via crazieh) t o f f e e l y (via toffeely)
“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”
The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012)
“It was a really toxic relationship. I think she’d agree with that. We allowed each other to be depressed. We encouraged it, actually- just to increase the dependency. We were together 24/7. Instead of pushing each other to be better, or get help, we just stayed in bed all day long. We skipped our classes. I failed out of school. Occasionally she’d break up with me, and I’d be a mess, then a month later she’d be knocking on my door. And I hate saying it out loud, because she was suffering too, and I don’t want to make her seem like a bad person. But she knew how to pick apart my insecurities. She made me feel manipulative for needing help. She made me feel like a terrible person. Like I just wanted attention. Since I thought she was the only one who really knew me, I figured it must be true. It got to the point where I didn’t feel worthy of being around people who cared about me. So I kept away from my family. Then I took their absence as proof they didn’t care. Eventually I convinced myself that everyone would be better off without me. One night I locked the door of my bedroom, and swallowed an entire bottle of Ambien. A few days later I woke up in the ICU. My whole family was there. My mom told me that if I’d died, she’d never have been able to live with herself. My dad told me that he’d dropped to his knees when he’d learned. I guess that’s what it took to make it finally click. I’d spent so much time convincing myself that nobody cared. If I’d have only stepped out of that relationship, and leaned on those people, I’d have learned how much they did.”
Miss Americana and a new song.......... Jan 31st is gonna be a busy day for us swifties
2020 and im still doing this
In lieu of flowers, Nick Knight
I'm void
“Come sit on the floor with me and talk to me like I’m your bestfriend but pin me against the wall like you can’t control yourself around me”
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whose name is at the top of your insta story views?