This woman is one hell of contribution to society
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Misplaced Lens Cap
cherry valley forever
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

@theartofmadeline
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

roma★
Three Goblin Art
trying on a metaphor
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One Nice Bug Per Day

if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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Product Placement
ojovivo
dirt enthusiast
noise dept.

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@thepurposeofyou
This woman is one hell of contribution to society
I looked in the mirror today and saw someone who wasn’t good enough.
(via skinnyparadise17)
“i don’t hate you, i’m just disappointed you turned into everything you said you’d never be.”
~unknown
she’s been through hell and came out, an angel. you didn’t break her, darling. you don’t own that kind of power.
BMM Poetry
‘She cried over you. She cried for days.’ 'I know.’ 'Then why didn’t you reach out to her? Why didn’t you give her the closure she needs?’ 'Because I’m hurting too,’ he shouted. 'Because I’m afraid that if I see her crying in front of me, I’ll apologize and beg for her back! But I can’t do that.’ His gaze dropped. 'I can’t hurt her anymore than I already have.’
J.H. (via signedjh)
All I ever wanted was you to fight for me.
n.k.//10:44 (via causehesthereason)
Thermochromic table by Jay Watson
imagine banging someone on that table
imagine being home alone and seeing imprints on that table
noooooo stop
Imagine having a friend sit at that table for a long while, but when they get up there’s no imprints at all.
What if you got up after trying to console a crying friend, and found that you had no imprints… and they were crying because they missed you?
You need a private talk? Just message me !:)
midnight lullaby.