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I’m a fancy bird lady! My sides are too long to go uncovered and Idaho has been too hot the past few days :c I’m going to call this set electronicprinces

#dope #ootd #love #birdlady #selfies #bitchpuddingyáll

I love this asshat even if this is my view all day. <3

#love #mancrushmonday #mancrusheveryday #I Love you man #sexaaay #kittens #gangstagangsta #gaf #@slimchubby

Yep

#selfie #attila #fuck it all

I'm over bad Wi-Fi, being in and out of a phone and, worrying about if I'll have a roof over my head next week. But, I still stay happy and that's enough for me.

#sadbuttrue #life is a large sassy black woman #personal

I just want to know that, no matter what your world revolves around, I'm still part of it.

#personal #stressed #imsosorry #slimchubby #ohmylove

Holy shit being homeless is like total bull shit. I'm really happy I have a home now.

#alothashappend #personal

So here I sit in the dark. Your sleeping figure breathing heavily beside me. I can feel the warmth emanating for every cell in your body heating my own. You do not dream, no you told me many times you can’t. How strange and peaceful it must be. Never frightened by your minds creations. Never exhausted when you wake from running the whole night through. But yet, how sad and lonely that you will never travel to the places you imagine. Never have coffee with a stranger who knew you in a past life. Oh! To enjoy the conversations he has for you. My love, do I envy or fear your blank nights? For I'm sure it must be both.

#blah #text #personal #random shit

Some how you came here to save me, isn't fate unlucky that you found me?

#charm city devils #love

What's hot? Oh yeah it's us c;

#personal #selfie #slimchubby

I never asked you who I wasn't. I never asked you who I was. I asked you who you saw me as. And surprisingly enough you answered the same as I did.

#personal #text

yeshecholwa

The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.

David Foster Wallace (via offfme)