tupperware more like tupperWHERE THE FUCK IS THE LID
The Stonewall Inn
YOU ARE THE REASON

oozey mess
macklin celebrini has autism
KIROKAZE

if i look back, i am lost
taylor price

Origami Around
Noah Kahan
Monterey Bay Aquarium

#extradirty
occasionally subtle

Game Changer & Make Some Noise
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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almost home
Fai_Ryy
TMBGareOK. The Official They Might Be Giants tumblr

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@vultureofasubconscious
tupperware more like tupperWHERE THE FUCK IS THE LID
Taner Ceylan, Birth of Hope (From Lost Painting Series), 2013, oil on canvas, 84 1/4 x 54 3/4 inches
You mean this isn’t a photo?!
woah holy shit it’s real
How
fUCK
WHAAAAT
one time i was really sad and i decided to put cream cheese and bagels in a blender to see if i could make a bagel smoothie and when my dad asked why i was putting bagels in the blender at 2 in the morning and I just started crying hysterically
the anxiety monster
a poem in which you are still alive
We had bruised vined necks, thin glass windows that shook during storms, mother said, widow peaks are a sign of good luck, and we smiled, refused to cut golden hair.
The ride home: tongue dry from the breeze sloppy fingers pushing handles into drive thin leather gloves and flashes of gold, leaves that crunch under the wheels of Autumn; this season has a scent even though mother says no, apple tree sap and the inside of bark is always smooth, my sister,
your voice honey slow, your lips tilted hooks, stripper shoes and scars on the back of your thighs, you wrapped our car around another, the air conditioner gurgled and spat up crystals dry September rain.
I pulled scissors from the trunk, knives, rusted blades, razors, saws, our father’s ax, felt for gold,
asked you to let down your long hair, heard crystals in response, tasted iron in response.
yes hi i’d like to speak to the person in charge of this whole “life/free will" thing
by Zac Gorman
Orwell
Me and one of my best friends, Tim at warped tour today!
Trying to be happy by accumulating possessions is like trying to satisfy hunger by taping sandwiches all over your body.
George Carlin (via showslow)
Me: WHO THE FUCK TOOK MY oh there it is
Lo importante es capturar el momento…]