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From Me, To You;

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“ I destroyed my body for a peace of mind I never got. ”

—    Unknown (via contentum)

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sniffing:

when you’re starving and a friend offers you a piece of their food

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REBLOG IF YOU’RE A DRAGON

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crucially:

perfect

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johnrulestheworld:

hickeys are beautiful because they are the only time a bruise results from love and affection rather than harm

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dpicchiophotos:

I had my boyfriend who smokes use matches for a few days instead of a lighter and record the date and time and whatever he was thinking about while smoking. 

It’s funny that he quit smoking a few weeks after this project. 

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Concept of OTPs

i-am-mishafuckingcollins:

swarkles-is-otp:

An OTP will be together in the end:

FRIENDS: yes, of course
THE NANNY: sure
GILMORE GIRLS: we tried
SCRUBS: hell, yeah
GOSSIP GIRL: that’s the reason we Build up a couple-they end up together
EVERY OTHER FREAKING TV-SHOW: YES

HIMYM: hahahahaha… NOOOO. We only trick the fans into thinking they will end up together, but in the end we will part the OTP just to create a twist and disappoint all the fans.

then theres supernatural

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edgebug:

martinthesassygaylibrarian:

avenged-wholockian:

the-jackals:

msmeiriona:

HEY FOLLOWERS:

HAVE YOU EATEN RECENTLY?

ARE YOU HYDRATED?

IS THERE MEDICATION YOU NEED TO TAKE?

HAVE YOU LAUGHED TODAY?

FRIENDLY REMINDER BECAUSE I KNOW I NEED THEM EVERY SO OFTEN.

ALSO HERE HAVE A KITTEN:

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YOU I ACTUALLY FORGOT TO TAKE MY MEDS TODAY

this is the third time this post has reminded me to take my meds

we’re all gonna die

dude i haven’t had any water today or taken my meds thank you for this post

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Today I called a depression hotline
Because I was awake before the sun and
Nobody else was.
A woman on the other end answered.
Just before I opened my mouth
I thought about if anyone ever thought to
Ask them if they were alright.
So I did.
Over the phone I could almost hear her smile as she said
“I’m doing just fine.”

I’ve been conditioned to hold my breath
When I walk by cemeteries or
When ambulances pass by.
Sometimes it is not always beauty that robs your lungs.

In the 5th grade I accidentally broke a boy’s finger.
I feel guilty about it still.

I’ve been single for almost a decade.
When I was telling my friend about
Another botched attempt at getting close with a girl she said
“You’re too soft for a man. You’re too nice.
Girls want to hug boys like you, not kiss them.”

I can’t help that my arms tremble when I hold someone,
I don’t want to break something so precious.
I can’t help that I cry more out of love than I do sadness.

I am not a shell, I am not steel.
My skin is dark but it is not rough.
My body writes checks out to any homeless heart.
My lips bruise trying to talk people into sleep.
I am soft, I am tender.

—    

" “You’re Too Soft For A Man.” ” - Nishat Ahmed

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darthrader:

offbeatorbit:

jesus fucking christ

I will never nit reblog

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“ My father used to say, “Don’t raise your voice. Improve your argument. ”

—    Archbishop Desmond Tutu (via te-hya), (via trueverita)

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