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slutsneverdie:

awwww-cute:

People always tell me my cat has the most beautiful eyes


wtf this is dope

slutsneverdie:

awwww-cute:

People always tell me my cat has the most beautiful eyes

wtf this is dope

Reblog if you don’t care if someone is transgender, straight, gay, lesbian or bisexual.

help-im-free:

starsofgallifrey:

nniam:

braveststyles:

 

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My followers better all reblog this.

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There should be more notes

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REBLOG FOLLOWERS.

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As long as you’re willing to love, you’re alright in my book <3

 i fucking love this.

This is amazing <3

No H8

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If you don’t rebolg this:

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^ you sir, killed me

melancholicmarionette:

Chris Golfer

rahgot:

DESTINY// Fan-made posters.
I've made these to celebrate that the game is OUT NOW!
The Airborne Toxic Event - Sometime Around Midnight
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seeyouintrenzalore:

Sometime Around Midnight | Airborne Toxic Event

And so there’s a change, in your emotions.
And all these memories come rushing
like feral waves to your mind.
Of the curl of your bodies,
like two perfect circles entwined.
And you feel hopeless and homeless
and lost in the haze of the wine.

I don’t think my heart can take the feeling I get when I listen to this song.

thesombergiant:

And it starts
Sometime around midnight
Or at least that’s when you lose yourself
For a minute or two

As you stand
Under the bar lights
And the band plays some song about forgetting yourself for a while
And the piano’s this melancholy soundtrack to her smile
And that white dress she’s wearing, you haven’t seen her
For a while

But you know
That she’s watching
She’s laughing, she’s turning
She’s holding her tonic like a cross
The room suddenly spinning, she walks up and asks how you are
So you can smell her perfume
You can see her lying naked in your arms

And so there’s a change
In your emotions
And all of these memories come rushing like feral waves to your mind
Of the curl of your bodies, like two perfect circles entwined
And you feel hopeless, and homeless, and lost in the haze of the wine

And she leaves
With someone you don’t know
But she makes sure you saw her, she looks right at you and bolts
As she walks out the door
Your blood boiling, your stomach in ropes
And then your friends say “What is it? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

And you walk
Under the streetlights
And you’re too drunk to notice that everyone’s staring at you
You don’t care what you look like
The world is falling around you

You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her

You know that she’ll break you in two

thesombergiant:

And it starts
Sometime around midnight
Or at least that’s when you lose yourself
For a minute or two

As you stand
Under the bar lights
And the band plays some song about forgetting yourself for a while
And the piano’s this melancholy soundtrack to her smile
And that white dress she’s wearing, you haven’t seen her
For a while

But you know
That she’s watching
She’s laughing, she’s turning
She’s holding her tonic like a cross
The room suddenly spinning, she walks up and asks how you are
So you can smell her perfume
You can see her lying naked in your arms

And so there’s a change
In your emotions
And all of these memories come rushing like feral waves to your mind
Of the curl of your bodies, like two perfect circles entwined
And you feel hopeless, and homeless, and lost in the haze of the wine

And she leaves
With someone you don’t know
But she makes sure you saw her, she looks right at you and bolts
As she walks out the door
Your blood boiling, your stomach in ropes
And then your friends say “What is it? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

And you walk
Under the streetlights
And you’re too drunk to notice that everyone’s staring at you
You don’t care what you look like
The world is falling around you

You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her
You just have to see her

You know that she’ll break you in two

psychmajorpizzamaker:

Do you ever see someone post something on social media and instantly think “hey guess what fuck you”.

You can have a very intense relationship with fictional characters because they are in your own head.
J.K. Rowling (via writingquotes)

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