Oh for fucks sake...Hi I'm jessie and I write things and paint things. Pandas are kinda my thing.i love my wolf.Baby MGK forever.
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You know how when you’re in a car and it’s pouring down rain, you go under a bridge and everything stops. Everything goes silent and it’s almost peaceful. Then you finally get from under the bridge, and everything hits you a little harder than before. You were my bridge.
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Jon Stewart’s real genius came when he stopped telling jokes
When Jon Stewart takes his final bow tonight, many will remember him as a brilliant comedian who gleefully skewered the regular absurdities of business, politics and media. But the comedian was often at his best when he wasn’t telling jokes but rather speaking up, without humor, as a voice for the times. From 9/11 to Charleston, these 5 moments show why we’ll really miss him.
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Gay Twitter is going in on the new #Stonewall movie and I’m loving it
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I miss the me from before all this.
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You know what they say about the crazy ones?
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i dont want to look “pretty” i want to look otherworldly and vaguely threatening
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Some poems from “B Is for Bad Poetry” by Pamela August Russell
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It’s easy to say you’re over someone if you aren’t seeing them. The challenge is to look them in the eye and see their smile and hear their voice and still be able to say “this is not what I want anymore”.
(via noexpectation–nodisappointment)
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Yo people reblog this and write your weirdest fear in the tags. I’m interested to see what people say
#the planters peanut guy#he makes me feel me feel uncomfortable#also the KFC guy#and the monopoly man
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When I was in the hospital this was on of the things we were always encouraged to do no matter what. We had crappy markers so I called my boyfriends(now husbands) mom(now my momma in law) and she donated the good kinda markers and pencils and we plastered the entire main room of the ward with these. It wasn't just the relaxing state coloring these in put our minds but it became a huge group "we can do this" effort. It's a great memory for me...to be locked in a hospital trying to get better and fix my brain and what helped so much was fucking coloring.

{ this is a skill i’ve been using a lot lately, thought i’d share :) }
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