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New Girl got real:

“I love you”

“Yeah and I love you too”

“But what if that’s the only thing we have in common?”

I feels

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“You have to learn to get up from the table when love is no longer being served.”

— Nina Simone (via naturaekos)

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When they ripped off my talons and clipped off my wings and beat me to dust for ridiculous things I sucked up my blood and spat in their face I blew out their eardrums  with my screams just in case. I dug my heels deep I ran till I wept I ran cause man gives a torture I wouldn't accept. I lept like a hero who was lacking a cape, I flew into space as my last great escape.

“Don’t Need Wings to Fly” | r.l

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i just spent the last 2 hours looking for a teapot to make tea in and asked my mom if it was cool if i got it and she told me we have a keurig that takes .4 seconds to make hot water and i just couldn't argue with that logic so goodbye forever teapot that got away

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most underrated show of all time. Brooklynn 99 is life

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I started screaming at my feet because they wanted to keep me grounded but my wings were forming gusts of wind trying to pry me from the floor. My claws sunk into the soil in hopes to glue me where I’ll die, but all my wings were begging for was one measly chance to fly. My consciousness, less patient than I, has already left me far behind, and I’m sinking in a quicksand that is nothing more than pure destruction. Trailing behind me are roots and remnants of an earth I’ve already forgotten— with the wind scraping at my cheeks, I finally feel a craved euphoria. Man stares at me, jaws dropped, calling me bird or plane, calling me down before I become an outrage. They do not know that I’ve unleashed the very being of me that felt unwhole. The clouds kiss me softer than any man I have ever known, and for once I want to breathe the fresh air and break addiction from my routine. I look down to see man as ant, and wonder if god also sees an expendable species wrapped in false understanding of a world he, himself took so much time to create. I’m soaring in the midst of space and the earth is no larger than my thumb— the air is dense and the moon is flirting with me; I simply lose all sense of gravity. No longer does the weight on my heart feel like it’s crushing my very being. The reds and blues are radiant and I understand that love is not for humans. Love is for the souls who dare to collide— for those who see something worthy in another, and have no fear in their own skin. I kiss Pluto on the lips to let him know he hasn’t been forgotten; he smiles at me and I think we both finally feel something. I fall so deeply in love; I plummet through the galaxies. Thankfully gravity has the audacity to spit me out and finally, I become a star.

“I Didn’t Forget You Pluto” | beccamakalapua 3.15.16 (via awwyoumademeink)

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SHE SHOOK HER HEAD NO THATS SO CUTE

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this kitten meows while she eats and it’s the funniest and cutest thing ever

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When your phone won’t connect to the wifi