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onlyblackgirl:

shelbysbutt:

aanubis:

ungrammaticholiday:

yggdrasilly:

christmasblogger:

Penguin falls down resulting in best sound ever [x]

oh my god

NOOOOOOO

they all gasped like OHHH

IM CRYING IM PHYSICALLY CRYING HE FALLS AND THERE ALL LIKE WHAAAAWHOA U OK BRO AND HE GETS UP LIKE *SIGH* YEAH ITS FINE

I just watched this like 8 times


495190N  on  August  23rd   ·  reblog
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I asked you one day while I was lying in my bed,
hiding away from the world,
‘What are we?’
I wanted you to say all that I was dreaming we were—
or at the very least could very easily become.
But you said only,
‘I honestly have no idea’
and I don’t know how to feel about that.
It’s unfair to ask so much of you.
You’re older and you have so much more around you, I’m sure,
but I still can’t help the desire burning inside of me.
I desire you, if that wasn’t plain enough.
I don’t think I am—
plain enough, that is.
I think you don’t understand the aches and creaks I feel within my bones whenever I think of you,
and it makes me wonder if you could ever feel this strong about me.
What hurts the most is the vast and unforgiving ocean that separates us.
I want to make the planet’s plates shift so I can be closer to you.
It’s all so unfair, but I know what we are.
We are a tragic product of our current world,
a modern-day romance that is more heartbreaking than any tragedies from the past.
I know you better than most of the people around me,
but we haven’t even felt one another’s skin.
Sometimes I get scared that I’m building this up into something more than it is,
but then I think the distance would’ve crushed us, drowned us, if that were the case.
I want to be your everything,
even if that is insane.
But I have gone a little insane since you first messaged me.
You ripped out chunks of me that I don’t think I can ever get back.
I’ve been bleeding since the 26th and nothing I do can stop it —
there’s no pressure great enough to hold the flood of all of my feelings.
So I write.
I write and I write and I write,
mostly words I could never even imagine letting you read.
I’d die of embarrassment and run like I always do if you saw those most delicate parts of myself.
I’m not ready for that, like I’ve told you so many times.
But I still can’t help myself from writing.
You’ve evoked something within me, distance or no distance, that I can’t quite find the correct name for.
Love?
That is terrifying.
I won’t even consider it.
But slowly you are becoming too much for me.
My shoulders are weakening,
my heart is nearly destroyed,
but I still want you.
Maybe that is what I wanted you to say to me that day.


Modern-day Romance, Dana Gabrielle Espinosa (via danagabriellee)

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me and torrie

me and torrie


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greatwhiteprivilege:

i feel so dumb and embarrassed after expressing any emotion


336749N  on  December  28th   ·  reblog
ME   LITERALLY SAME   



cheesyfiestafuck:

getting caught smoking weed under a parachute


298812N  on  September  19th   ·  reblog
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migscast:

if this wasn’t your reaction while watching the vma performance then you’re a fake monster


3565N  on  August  27th   ·  reblog
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icy-brunette:

artsytowns:

this explains it so welll 

all 4 in 1 “i’m just tired”

icy-brunette:

artsytowns:

this explains it so welll 

all 4 in 1 “i’m just tired”


121610N  on  February  10th   ·  reblog
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240296N  on  January  7th   ·  reblog
me   right now   



I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.




msjewbooty:

sitting on top of the christmas tree because you are the star


219630N  on  December  8th   ·  reblog
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