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10 years of iliwysfyasbysuoi

Andulka
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Love Begins
trying on a metaphor
YOU ARE THE REASON

if i look back, i am lost
Jules of Nature
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One Nice Bug Per Day
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

shark vs the universe
Noah Kahan
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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tumblr dot com
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
taylor price
art blog(derogatory)
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10 years of iliwysfyasbysuoi
Me hunting with my vampire friends: cracking open a boy with the cold ones
the 1975
they’re back
my friend who works in theatre just pointed out to me that WICKED is still showing tonight and the first line of that musical is "GOOD NEWS! SHE'S DEAD!" i really don't know how they're gonna work around that one
i hate to be this person because i used to roll my eyes at people who told me this but finally making myself go through uncomfortable situations for the possibility of joy has resulted in me being happier than i ever could have imagined being. i do think that you should always listen to yourself but i prevented my own happiness for a long time by not knowing how to tell intuition from overthinking and being too afraid and sticking to negative what if’s when i should have been sticking to positive what if’s. not every venture outside your comfort zone will result in some revelation that moves the earth under your feet but the probablilty of it is zero if you never venture out
release your inner bitches feel the rain on your skin
BECOMING JANE (2007) dir. Julian Jarrold
Give me a tempest, and let me weather it.
me after sitting in the sun for ten minutes: love is real
and I don’t want the world to see me ‘cause I don’t think that they’d understand when everything’s made to be broken I just want you to know who I am