Stranger Things
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
sheepfilms
almost home
Monterey Bay Aquarium
YOU ARE THE REASON

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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
trying on a metaphor

@theartofmadeline
KIROKAZE
Misplaced Lens Cap
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titsay
NASA

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@wide-eyedleaver
HOLY VIRGIN
I want you so much but I hate your guts.
We fucked till we had enough. You made phone calls and I threw up. And I made a mess of waking up. Tripped on bedsheets and you made a fuss. And I woke to find your tired arms, wrapped around me as you raised alarms.
And love, make it easy on me. I’ve just enough to fall asleep. And love, take it easy on me. I’m older now and long to be twenty-three.
teen suicide - the same things happening to me all the time, even in my dreams (x)
October 14th, 2015 You said you’re trapped in your body and getting deeper every day. They diagnosed you born that way. They say in runs in your family. A conscious erasure of working class background where despair trickles down imbalanced chemical crutch. Open up. Swallow down. You said “Remember me for me. I need to set my spirit free.” - Video Source
The Front Bottoms @ The Glass House// Pomona. 11/14/28.
I would love to hear Keaton live; however, I must make do with this beautiful recording which I have just discovered.
Painted Bus Stops in Belarus by Alexandra Soldatova
Whenever you find home, if everyone belongs there, feeling our bodies breaking down. Just trying to find a way out to a city so big that it is bound to keep your secrets. Pack your seats high, saying goodbye to your close friends. Making some promises like “I’ll see you again.” So when will I see you again?
Pity Sex - Wind Up (x)
Whenever you find home, if everyone belongs there, feeling our bodies breaking down. Just trying to find a way out to a city so big that it is bound to keep your secrets. Pack your seats high, saying goodbye to your close friends. Making some promises like “I’ll see you again.” So when will I see you again?