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if i look back, i am lost
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Love Begins

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the award for “Most Creative Chapter Titles” goes to medieval Arabian writers
this whole thing is way too good to be giffed you need to expirience it
There are so many things that are TOP quality about this. The business with the mic rope. The bounding across the stage like an excited puppy or a newsie. The Voice™️ that is so synonymous with John, you know, the voice of a guy who sells ice cream at the soda fountain in the 50’s. The analogy itself.
It’s all so beautiful, such peak humor and content.
Personal Message Michael Dumontier and Neil Farber (new IG)
does anyone else with intrusive thoughts do that weird dismissive head shake when they get them to kinda like.. reverse/reject the thought or is that just me
Gotta shake your brain like an etch-n-sketch and start over
#big comfy couch was soo fucking real about it
This explains so much about my life
I never thought I would reblog the Big Comfy Couch on this blog…
Why WOULDN’T you reblog Big Comfy Couch on your blog?
That was perfect * claps*
I was thinking about you There was something I forgot to say I was crying on Saturday night I was out cruising without you They were playing our song Crying on Saturday night
GIVE ME A FUCKING BABY
i’m a girl who is hard to love. i have always been too much. i am always there with nothing to offer. i try to love people who don’t want to love me. i’m a body in bed. like a piece of furniture. something to hold on to. it’s not really a bad thing but i want more. i want to make a life with someone. i have a great need to love and be loved.
i don’t feel like a real person. i feel like i exist outside of time and everyday life. i have never fit in anywhere. every group of people i found to hang out with i was a random person that came along after they all had known each other for years. i am awkward and have trouble making conversation unless i’m drunk or high and then i’m just fucking weird. i feel more alone when i’m in a group than when i’m in my room by myself. i don’t like me how can i expect other people to. i want to be different but i don’t know how to change myself entirely. i’m afraid i won’t ever really live.
reblog if u support squishy tummies, legs, and arms