mishamiga-winchester
mishamiga-winchester
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20 year old loser who wants to travel in a van for the rest of her life.
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mishamiga-winchester · 4 years ago
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Do people still use Tumblr?
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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I was at my sisters and people were over and I had to go to the bathroom and cry on the floor.
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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I don't regret the memories, I regret you
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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How could you do this to me? Say you don't want to hurt me then break me in two..
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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i want this on my grave
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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The mission’s primary goal has been achieved. We’re looking at a large single cell, biological. I’d hate to jump the gun, but I think it’s time. We’re looking at the first proof of life beyond earth.
Life (2017) dir. Daniel Espinosa
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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never forget that australias first ever winter olympics gold was won because the guy was coming dead last and everyone in front of him fell over
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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“My mother boils seawater. It sits all afternoon simmering on the stovetop, almost two gallons in a big soup pot. The windows steam up and the house smells like a storm. In the evening, a crust of salt is all that’s left at the bottom of the pot. My mother scrapes it out with a spoon. We each lick a fingertip and dip them in the salt and it’s softer than you’d think, less like sand and more like snow. We lay our fingertips on our tongues, right in the middle. It tastes like salt but like something else, too—wide, and dark. It tastes like drowning, or like falling asleep on the shore and only waking up when the tide has come up to your feet and you wonder if you’d gone on sleeping, would you have sunk?”
The Alchemy: Salt from Water
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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He broke my heart, I hope she cheats on him.
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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Drag racing: you drag someone else across 500 meters of asphalt
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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mishamiga-winchester · 8 years ago
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These types of endings are refreshing to see
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