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smute · 4 hours ago
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rev my engine ‘til you make it purr (crash 1996)
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smute · 4 hours ago
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Stéfan Nandancée - Highways (Acrylic On Panel)
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smute · 5 hours ago
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I got places to be
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smute · 6 hours ago
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talk later, that's why im going tonight
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smute · 6 hours ago
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Fortune plsss
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yippee! shelf 3, book 7, page 189:
Why should I care who fucks me, he would say to me later, why should I say no to anybody, I don't want to say no. Why shouldn't I give it away, his body, he meant, what could I do with it that would be better? I like for guys to fuck me, who cares if they're ugly or old, I hate all that, people who think they're so special nobody deserves to fuck them. Why should you have to deserve it, he would say, his head on my chest, who doesn't deserve a little fucking? I think we should all give it away, wouldn't it be wonderful, everyone fucking all the time, everywhere, I would love it, and I laughed, I said I would too, it would be my version of heaven.
(from Cleanness by Garth Greenwell)
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smute · 6 hours ago
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Great way to introduce your recipe
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smute · 6 hours ago
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everyone. get hairier NOW
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smute · 7 hours ago
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Just now finding out Law Roach said this about Josh O’Connor and it’s soooo funny to me…I get him so bad
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I would like a fortune :)
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shelf 4, book 16, page 64:
Have you got a brook in your little heart, Where bashful flowers blow, And blushing birds go down to drink, And shadows tremble so –
And nobody knows, so still it flows, That any brook is there, And yet your little draught of life Is daily drunken there –
Then look out for the little brook in March, When the rivers overflow, And the snows come hurrying from the hills, And the bridges often go –
And later, in August it may be, When the meadows parching lie, Beware, lest this little brook of life Some burning noon go dry!
(Emily Dickinson, 136, Have you got a brook in your little heart)
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smute · 7 hours ago
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smute · 7 hours ago
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i feel like ive missed out on so much in life. i wish i had been born different. there’s so much grief in this feeling
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smute · 7 hours ago
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hey. i’m a default pfp who runs a black and white porn gif blog. and i just liked your suicidal vent post from 2 months ago❤️
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smute · 7 hours ago
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Slept weird and now my neck hurts wtfffffff
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smute · 7 hours ago
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smute · 7 hours ago
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Ive had this saved in my phone since April
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smute · 7 hours ago
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