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“A poet’s work … to name the unnamable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world and stop it from going to sleep.”

Salman Rushdie (via observando)

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mtsilveronrs:

but why would we ever remove the wisest of our teeth

(via phobias)


do you ever just wonder if there’s someone who secretly thinks about you and wants to talk to you but doesn’t know how

(via forward)



davykesey:

Manhattan at 6 a.m.


“A smile is a curve that sets everything straight.”

 Phyllis Diller (via wordsnquotes)

(via wordsnquotes)




gethenian:

hiddlestonhug:

my-jumbled-thoughts:

hannlbalism:

cinematicnomad:

teeheehaha-ara:

waitingfornothing-andwastingaway:

jaba-the-slut:

PLOT TWIST.

this is incredible

I THOUGHT IT WAS A CANVAS PAINTING

this was too amazing not to reblog

WELL THAT WAS UNEXPECTED. woah.

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Alexa Meade


She’s brilliant.

Wow! Amazing!

Mind=blown

(via black-gold-butterflies)


dominospizzadelivery:

"Hey can u check if that milk went bad?"

*opens fridge*

*milk has leather jacket on smoking a cigarette*

"It’s bad alright"

(via chloeguinan)


  • mom: how was your day?
  • me: stay in yo lane



dragonpikachu:

i-wanna-get-in-englands-pants:

aiyuwithoutatrace:

wegotplansforsammy:

wibblywobblytimeturners:

somewherethats-green:

the worst fuckin thing is

“oh you sing? are you a good singer? SING SOMETHING FOR ME RIGHT NOW”

“do you draw? you do? DRAW ME”

like no

“you write? MAKE ME A CHARACTER IN YOUR STORY”

“you act? CRY FOR ME RIGHT NOW”

“You speak that language?! Say something in it!”

“you murder? KILL ME RIGHT NOW”

The last one seems more doable

(via golden-starlight-silver-sun)


“He will brush against your thigh and pretend that he didn’t, and he’ll look you in the eyes and tell you he likes them. He will take the band out of your ponytail because he likes your hair long, he will let you listen to his favourite song and it will get stuck in your head. He will kiss your lips until they are numb and he will hold your hands until they go numb too. Don’t watch the sunset with him, because you won’t be able to watch it again without missing the smell of his cologne. Don’t make him call you by your nickname, because afterwards you won’t be able to hear it. Your heart will be heavy and so will your head but just remember you were beautiful before he said so.”

some advice i gave to a friend (via desc-end)

(via reachforthefuckinsky)








earthlycreations:

Lightning at Sunset by (Alan Montesanto)


embarrassmental:

narcotic:

what if people named their kids when they turn 18 so the kid has a name that fits its personality

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illaminati:

"maybe you shouldnt eat all of tha-"

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An unadulterated basket case; paradoxical; ephemerally entertained. Here lies my clandestine brooding.

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