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awwww-cute:

I love how I get welcomed home

awwww-cute:

I love how I get welcomed home

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ninjasexfarty:

Back when I was in charge of hiring for GameStop, a guy came in, handed me his application, and ‘accidentally’ let a sonic screwdriver fall out of his sleeve. “Now that you know I’m a time lord, I guess you’ll haaaaave to interview me,” he laughed alone, and that’s why I refuse to watch Doctor Who.

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vivalanorge:

England: colour
America: color
England: humour
America: humor
England: flavour
America: flavor
England: what are you doing
America: getting rid of u lmao

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honchcrow:

Reasons why im a bad friend:

• i get too attached

• i will complain about all my problems to you

i will snap at you by accident one day, causing you to hate me

i need to be reassured periodically CONSTANTLY that you dont think im annoying

• i am annoying

• im boring

• i dont know how to keep the conversation going

• i get emotional after midnight and will probably tell you something that could make you think differently of me

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"I would like to travel the world with you twice. Once, to see the world.
Twice, to see the way you see the world."

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"Even in a room full of people, want yourself first.
Not the boy who you gave you his sunset eyes
the minute you enter the room with your hands tied
around your tongue, afraid you will say something wrong
about the clouds and the weather in your lungs.
Just forget about your stomach, or how your shirt
feels like a belt around your waist for breathing
too many handheld hurricanes, you do not need approval
from mouths who have shotgun sounds for words, not those.
If you still think you are a bullet out of bounds
this is a constant reminder that you were always meant
to pass right through someone’s bulls eye,
touching parts of themselves they never thought
was beating, breathing, healing flesh within flesh
too thick for those who thought they do not make sense.
Please do not ever swallow yourself whole
because you think the world will easily forget
how you came in small but crying, eyes loud enough
to scream your worth. You are both ends of a rainbow;
the feeling of skin against the creases of your bed; you are
the silence after a firework show. On days like these,
when you have a recurring nightmare inside your head,
take deep breaths, pull your hand out where your heart is.
Listen. There is an ocean beating. There is a story about to begin."

Kharla M. Brillo, Things I Tell Myself at 5:46 A.M.  (via pouvoires)

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foxmouth:

Signs of Life, 2014 | by Steve Rengers

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