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me: *is having a hard time*

me: wow i really want to reach out to my friends for support

my brain: wrong that is manipulative and 100% not allowed you can never do that

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Watch: This is why you should never go as another culture for Halloween.

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Phenomenal Shots of Norway’s Fjords from the Stunning Perspective of a Kayaker

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Neuschwanstein Castle | Photographer

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Don't kid yourself. You still look at my shit. 😂

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Breathtaking Frozen Lakes, Oceans And Ponds, That Look Like Art

Lakes and ponds might look nice, but the cold of winter just elevates them to another dimension.  Freezing water creates an astonishing variety of patterns: from jagged lines or frozen bubbles to perfect snowflakes with every imaginable shade of blue, green and white.

Via: boredpanda

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"If one day you wake up and you no longer care about me," she says, "say so over our morning coffee and I will let you leave." "I will not ask you why. I will not ask you to stay one more night. I will give you a small smile to say that it is okay and that people lose feelings for all sorts of reasons and that I will survive." "So if it comes to it," she says, "just say so. You should stay because you want to. You should leave if you need."

S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #131 (via blossomfully)

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i hope laverne cox is having a good day

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When I was sixteen I fell in love with a boy who had an entire world inside of him that I was convinced I could spend the rest of my life living in but the world has a way of tearing you apart. I promised I’d love him forever because when I was sixteen I didn’t know that forever really only lasts until your insides spill out and stain the carpet until neither of you can get it out this time or he falls in love with a girl who looks sort of like you but she’s a hurricane that anyone would kill to get caught in the middle of and you’re still afraid of thunder.  When I was eighteen I fell in love with a boy who kissed like a car crash on the edge of the earth and told me he’d love me forever. And I swallowed the blood on the tip of my tongue, still pouring from the back of my throat from the end of the world two years before and I told him I’d love him as long as it lasts. because I will. I will love you. I’ll love you with every bone in my body and all the cracks between them. I’ll love you so hard it could start a fire that could melt you back together and burn away everything bad into smoke that won’t make you cough or choke you up the way the things in your head always would. I will love you as long as it lasts. I’ll love you until the carpet is dripping with spilled words and bruises that won’t fade. I’ll love you until you meet a girl who tastes like lighting from a storm. I will be yours until I’m not. I will love you until I don’t because I am sick of my mouth filling with blood every time I try to fall in love and I don’t want to find myself trying to pick the skin off my bones a few months from now when we’ve really fucked it up and I’ve forgotten how to sleep without you. When it ends, I won’t cry. I won’t find ways to kill myself with all the things you’ve let behind. I’ll smile and spit the blood out of my mouth and walk away. I will not find myself shaking over you in the middle of the night until my teeth crack or throwing up in the bathroom at a party because you walked in with your new girlfriend. I will not miss your voice or try and kiss you when I’m drunk and I can’t tell if the burning in my chest is from you or where the alcohol hit. I’ll love you as long as it lasts and when it ends I’ll kill the girl who loved you and leave her in the box of all the things that smell like you and I will bury her in the backyard and sometimes I might cry for her when it rains but I won’t cry for you.

as long as it lasts (via extrasad)

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how 2 dress for cold weather

1. take ur pants off 2. get back into bed

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What doesn’t kill me should’ve tried harder

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Okay. You're fucking stupid.