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Sweet Irrelevance
existence is futile try to make something of it

plaid1shirt3days:

just-a-skinny-boy:

If you feel stressed, just watch this gif for a while.

Wow this gif is soda pressing.

donatellavevo:

current mood: oprah running on hot coals

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I wonder
who’s arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved

(via pastell-lips)

I saw a comment underneath this once, reading “furthermore, i wonder who would still catch me”

(via blessingly)

mythicalgummies:

hitlervevo:

hitlervevo:

why is it even called tumblr what does it even mean

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OH MY GOD

We’ve hit the 4th wall

1. Travel to Beijing. To Dubai. To Ukraine, to Lord Howe Island in Australia, to Belize, Vietnam. Travel to the cities were the air tastes of stars and humanity. Travel alone. You’ll meet people you’ve read about in books, the ones who say things like “oceans are God’s palms and you are his savior”.

2. Read poetry. Read sonnets, vignettes, haiku’s, limericks, free-verse. Rip out your favorite pages and hide them places. Put Shakespeare in the metro. Charles Bukowski confessions in church corridors. Anne Sexton in your mothers purse.

3. Do drugs. Smoke joints and eat acid and drink tea spiced with mushrooms. Write stories about dyed-red lizards and pastel oceans. Paint your liver, your lungs, your tongue. Listen to music and then realize how silence is the loudest sound of all.

poems from my uncle’s grave  (via irynka)

aduhm:

tumblr can limit my posts, but they’ll never limit my swag

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guy:

i put the shy in trashy

foxadhd:

Pizza Princess 
holyfuckface:

purple-eagle6:

maths-is-sexy:

damnthosewinchesterboys:

found the twelve year old

this is almost as fun as ‘find the vegan’

we are not entertainment clowns. we simply eat healthy. go back to burger king.

i found the vegan

lanadelgayest:

when boys shirts lift up and you see their stomachimage

jenniferjamboree:

my history professor told me today that he “likes the way I look vaguely pissed off” during class

So please ask yourself: What would I do if I weren’t afraid? And then go do it.

Sheryl Sandberg (Lean In: Women, Work, and the Will to Lead)

emmajjjayne:

i wish that there were more hours in a day and boys were nice and bread didnt make you fat