May 2013
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May 21st
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My personality: shit.
My face: shit.
My body: shit.
My hair: shit.
My clothes: shit.
My music taste: FAR TOO GREAT AND BETTER THAN YOURS.
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“I used to think that I could never lose anyone if I photographed them enough. In...”
– Nan Goldin (via perfect)
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April 2013
43 posts
tetsuroishigaki: tetsuroishigaki: According to the Law of Conservation of Mass, matter can neither be created nor destroyed. This means that all atoms are recycled over time. Which in turn means that our own atoms are ancient as well. One’s skin could have carbon in it from a meteorite or from a trilobite thousands of years old, and your blood could contain hydrogen from earth’s original...
Apr 29th
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do you ever just hold your boobs for no reason
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fatwink: we’re not true friends until I’ve sent you a pic of my double chin
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monochromaticblack: I have so much respect for people who have the maturity and humility to admit that they were wrong about something. they’re a rarity. and that’s a shame cause admission to error is essential to growth
Apr 21st
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“Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast...”
– The Winter of the Air (via rainydaysandblankets)
Apr 19th
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Apr 18th
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your tattoo says ‘only god can judge me’ yet here i am
Apr 17th
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*hears noises at night*: well this is it this is the end for me I had a good life
*gets shampoo in my eyes*: I guess I'm blind now how am I ever going to see my first born child
*heart is beating fast*: I think I am having a heart attack is this what cardiac arrest is
*a cop walks by*: here I go about to get arrested I probably murdered someone
*taking a test*: don't take your eyes off of this paper you will get caught cheating and get kicked out of school and amount to nothing
*gets a sunburn*: great now I have skin cancer how will I tell my parents
*tripping over something*: I guess my leg will have to be amputated why did this happen to me
*period is late*: shit i'm pregnant i'm the next virgin mary
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Apr 11th
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guys i’m literally so out of shape like internet explorer could probably run faster than me
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“When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking...”
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via larmoyante)
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