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Will you be the 60 to my 9? Nine to Lisa (via oh-you-poor-sweet-thing)

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cerealandsexdreams:

obesa-cantavit:

No need to be sad.

My jam forever

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I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone, it’s not. The worst thing in life is to end up with people that make you feel alone. Robin WIlliams, Worlds Greatest Dad (2009)

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artemisfowlstolemysoul:

Being a nice person is so fun

Waiter messes something up? You can see the relief on their faces when you don’t scream and swear at them about it

Extra tickets at an arcade/prize place? Watch a little kid’s face light up when you give them a bunch of tickets

There are too many assholes in this world. Be a nice person.

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wolverxne:

Mt Tam: IV - by: { Basheer Tome }

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I am a work in progress. Violet Yates, Lost & Found (via observando)

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1000-sunz:

no distraction.
no fleeting
satisfaction.
not even an ocean
of the strongest
alcohol
is
potent
enough
to weaken
—drown—
my stubbornness,
nor deafen
my soul’s call.
yet,
still,
i mindlessly climb.
i endlessly fall.
unable to be still.
i am nothing,
all while believing
i am somehow
a disguise
for the
all.
the sweet scents of senses
cage my ego in,
building such barbed fences.
i’m weary,
going
again and again
to where i have
always
been.
oh,
truth,
come pry
me away.
help me gain a grip
on the end.
i need less of more pleasure;
i require more of less measure.
for,
i cannot discover
or read
true bliss in the
body or margins
of this
material
world.
i must wholeheartedly
—single-pointedly—
meditate
upon nothingness
until the brilliant
flag of
everything
is
unfurled
—and,
into
wisdom’s
kiss i am
passionately
hurled.

—1000 sunz

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dried-basil:

There are so many sunflowers reaching up towards the sun in North Philly. happy flower dance.

This is the tumblr group hug. Pass it on.

ineffable-play:

Love you. <3.

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