I think I might always be in some kind of love with you.
F. Cabanes (via suspend)
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pinkrobotboogaloo suspend inspiring
coltre tensioned
thesimpsonswayoflife crystallized-teardrops
bitchcraftandwiggatry peggingwithstyles
pokesnotsmokes silent-fallen-angel
interconnected-moon ha-ze
So what? You failed your finals. You gained some weight. So what? You’re single again. You lost your job. So what? What now? You live. You try again. That’s what.
(via entflohen)
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c0ntemplations noirpopteenjudas
you will meet a girl
and she won’t carry violent secrets on her arms
but she will be delicate;
she will kiss like her lips are soldiers and yours a minefield.
she won’t walk with rose bushes beneath her feet,
because she has already gathered them into a vase on your kitchen table.
and while you lay in her bed
she will run her feathers across your skin
and you will forget you’re ticklish.
unfinished/unstarted poem // June 7, 2014 at 11:23pm)
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cynicallys imactuallyuhmermaid
idontcareimjustinspired spanktheslave
  • Me: She identifies as a girl. So she's a girl.
  • Friend: But she's really a
  • Me: No stop
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dirksgrayson you-me-anda-book


i want it to be 2004 again and come home from 1st grade and grab a chocolate chip granola bar and watch lizzie mccguire and thats so raven and not hate myself 

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healingx suspend
fucksation speak-with-passion
billionaired ace