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inlovewithbooksandbands


Sep 2nd at 8PM / via: ugly / op: wiiiinchester / 410,468 notes

heislikefireburningthroughtime:

my mum just told me to “stop being so depressed all the time”

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"Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused."

Sep 2nd at 8PM / via: feellng / op: feellng / 878 notes

coca-koala:

It’s so sad that some of the loveliest and kindest people dislike themselves a lot


Sep 2nd at 7PM / via: baracknobama / op: seifukucat / 212,872 notes

mistressmaryd:

seifukucat:

[walks into pet store puppy area wearing a huge coat]

[shuffles quickly out of pet store in a much tighter fitting coat]

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Sep 2nd at 7AM / via: fake-mermaid / op: lindsaylohoean / 238,497 notes

lindsaylohoean:

when parents make sex jokes around you thinking you don’t get itimage


otaku-with-the-tardis:

Everyone has that one class where they walk in and immediately want to commit mass homicide


Sep 1st at 8AM / via: ugly / op: actionables / 538,403 notes

actionables:

SERIOUSLY BE NICE TO YOUR ANIMALS BECAUSE THEY LOVE YOU MORE THAN YOU DESERVE AND MORE THAN ANY HUMAN EVER WILL


"Our street corners keep secrets, and our road signs only suggest, never deciding for us, never knowing if the destination to which they lead is where we truely belong."

Sep 1st at 8AM / via: feellng / op: feellng / 736 notes

"I already said too much. I already shared too much, and I want all my secrets back. I hate getting close to people these days, I always regret sharing too much, caring too much, doing too much, feeling too much."


Sep 1st at 8AM / via: lovelybrock / op: dearalexandra / 14,754 notes

I’ve spent my 18 years of life trying to be okay with the fact that humans fade in and out of each others’ lives. No matter how I think about it, I can’t make it sound romantic or poetic. To those who have already passed through my life and to those who eventually will: I love you. I miss you. The back door will always be unlocked if you ever feel like coming home.