Demure
glaeciers:

the darkest
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  • Kid: Yeah give me a pack of Marlboro Reds.
  • Cashier: Are you 18?
  • Kid: It's okay, they're a metaphor.
  • Apr 1997,006 notes
  • Boy: can I put my finger in your belly button?
  • Girl: yeh sure
  • Girl: that's not my belly button
  • Boy: that's not my finger
  • Apr 19145,269 notes
    I’m too busy being yours to fall for somebody new

    -Arctic Monkeys (via happiest)

    Apr 1910,482 notes

    yungbasedblogger:

    teacher: why are you late?

    me:image

    Apr 1976,269 notes
    punkyears:

the most inspirational lyrics
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    jaclcfrost:

    a good response to the question “how old are you?” is something along the lines of “dunno i stopped counting after the first few centuries”

    and it needs to be said seriously without smiling or humor or as casually as possible and followed by “so anyway” and a subject change as if it’s completely normal

    Apr 1927,117 notes
    satanss-mistress:

“i don’t remember the last time i felt like i could breath theres a fucking hole in my chest where my lungs and heart should be i have this constant feeling that I’m bursting into flames and then the wind storms in and scatters my ashes over and over how is it possible i can feel everything and nothing at once am i dead inside or in love with the world i don’t know what to do or who i am i don’t know anything anymore all i know is i don’t have much time left and I’m fading away why doesn’t anyone notice I’m going insane I’m not okay nothing is okay everything is going wrong and i can’t breath i can’t breath i can’t breath”
    youareb3aut-iful:

love—hapiness—loira:

 

    eniggmatik:

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    lowkeat:

    Today in science we learned that you can never gain cold, you can only have an absence of heat; and it made me think that maybe hatred doesn’t exist, and there’s only an absence of love.

    this is the realist shit I’ve ever read

    Woah

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