
@theartofmadeline

bliss lane

titsay
Not today Justin
The Stonewall Inn

roma★
noise dept.
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Interview Vampire Daily
YOU ARE THE REASON
occasionally subtle
RMH
TMBGareOK. The Official They Might Be Giants tumblr
Cosmic Funnies
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
$LAYYYTER
almost home
Noah Kahan

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Product Placement

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@xoxolucyd
L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very very extraordinary
Egg
Sometimes we need to stop and say “Thank you for loving me.” It is such a simple thing to say yet it carries so much weight, whether it is with a spouse while you both read your books or it’s with a friend who has been with you through thick and thin or it is to a family member who has loved you from the start. Those words, that thought, the action of saying it to them with purpose and truth can mean the world to them. Because after all, they mean enough for you to say “Thank you for loving me.”
T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via kvtes)
Clear your mind here
there are too many versions of me in the universe! the girl i bumped into but didn’t stop to say sorry to has a version of me in her mind. the guy i let borrow my homework has another version of me in his. even my friends, my family, and everyone i’ve ever met in my life has their own version of me in their minds that i’m not even aware of
you put it into words
Interesting
“If you said you missed me,” she says, “and I told you I missed you too, do you think we could do it over?” “We could relearn each other’s names and I could tell you about my childhood. You could get bored of my stories all over again and I could get mad like I always used to.” “And I’m not saying we’d work.” She murmurs, “I know that we probably won’t.” “But logic doesn’t mean I don’t miss you,” she says. “And right now I don’t give a damn about what logic has to say. Just tell me you miss me and I swear I’ll come running. Tell me you miss me and we can fall all over again.”
S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #124 (via blossomfully)
Clear your mind here
do u ever feel like every single person you care about cares about someone else more
got a broken heart?? put it in rice
will i ever have my shit together
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for someone who loves sleep, i do not sleep enough at all
when i was 9 i wrote a love letter to cole sprouse and closed my eyes and threw it out the car window thinking it’d magically find him and wow i did not understand the united states postal system
got a broken heart?? put it in rice
Book of the day: I Am the Messenger by Markus Zusak
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