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Love Begins
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YOU ARE THE REASON
we're not kids anymore.
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@thesamizdat
Cynics are simply thwarted romantics.
William Goldman, The Princess Bride (via observando)
Little guy fell asleep in a basket with his golden retriever puppies
THIS IS TOO CUTE
Why is it that in those weird acceptance or whatever comics that straight people make lesbians are always drawn with that half shaved head and it dyed some strange colour
All queer people are punks and have undercuts and dyed hair its just science
Robert Frank. Untitled (Children with Sparklers in Provincetown) ca. 1958. Gelatin silver print
For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.
Sam Levenson (via observando)
I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles.
Audrey Hepburn (via observando)
“For three weekends, 47 Dachshunds, more commonly known as Sausage Dogs, will attempt to solve the world’s Human Rights issues.
It’s like the people who believe they’ll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, but who learn it doesn’t work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.
Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book (via cybergirlfriend)