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Aug 21, 2014 / 1,993 notes
Aug 21, 2014 / 600,266 notes

writing “sorry” at the bottom of your math test

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Aug 21, 2014 / 1,418 notes

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Aug 21, 2014 / 144,802 notes

jessepnkman:

ladies, if a guy doesn’t eat pussy but still expects to get his dick sucked… laugh right in his face. leave the room in the midst of your laughter. go home while laughing. keep laughing for the rest of your life. never stop laughing.

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Aug 21, 2014 / 38,960 notes

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aseaofquotes:

Lemony Snicket, The Reptile Room 
Aug 21, 2014 / 2,467 notes

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Lemony Snicket, The Reptile Room 

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Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
 Sylvia Plath (via feellng)

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Aug 19, 2014 / 26,571 notes
Yes. I fall in love with myself, and I want someone to share it with me. I want someone to share me with me.
Eartha Kitt (1927-2008)

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Aug 19, 2014 / 10,771 notes
Aug 19, 2014 / 2,649 notes

The American Dream is dead.

shitmystudentswrite:

The American Dream, just like George Washington, is dead. Unlike George Washington, however, no one ever bothered to bury the American Dream. Instead of giving the dream a proper burial, we’ve stood the old lady up like a scarecrow, perverted her with makeup and a boob job, and then sat her out by the statue of liberty to mock incoming immigrants.

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Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,’ Holly advised him. ‘That was Doc’s mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can’t give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they’re strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That’s how you’ll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You’ll end up looking at the sky.
Truman Capote (via pensar-es-gratis)
Aug 19, 2014 / 7 notes
Aug 15, 2014 / 129 notes
etcetera-drawings:

A cup of love and hate,A bit of my decay state,
An old and agonizing pain, All because in my life you came in.
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Aug 15, 2014 / 84 notes

etcetera-drawings:

A cup of love and hate,
A bit of my decay state,

An old and agonizing pain,
All because in my life you came in.

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Aug 15, 2014 / 120 notes
You know quite well, deep within you, that there is only a single magic, a single power, a single salvation… and that is called loving. Well, then, love your suffering. Do not resist it, do not flee from it. It is your aversion that hurts, nothing else.
Hermann Hesse, Wer lieben kann, ist glücklich. Über die Lieb (via negromodelo)

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Aug 15, 2014 / 1,083 notes

I say
My God
Without claiming one
And how cheap
Is that

I say
Fuck it
Without actually
Not caring

And to be real
I’m not real
Most of the time

I’m just this
Thing
This pleasant
Sarcastic smart ass
That’s lovable
Who is only livable
Because I make it so

I’m no more of a person
Than you
I’m no less of an artist
Than you
I’m no more of me
Than me

For fucks sake
I’m just this
Heart beating
Skin melting
Pale person

Making my way
While thinking of many more
While skipping steps
And climbing none
And asking questions
I already answered
Myself
But wanting to know
How you see things

And
My God

I’m happy.

How can that be?
You see
I see
These things
These obscure
Tunnels of being
And what else
Would vision give me
If I had not taken it
At ease
I eased nothing
Without effort
And sought peace
Through tension

I bought my happiness
By selling off the hurt
And you bought it all
In words
My fellow poets
All heard

My plea

I begged for mercy
From the birds
And their wings bonded
To the winds
And my tongue
Tasted the first
Bud of freedom
Good sir

Do not ignore me

Do not pass my prints
For my heart
Heard more
And my thoughts
Urged more
And I
Want more

If that’s greed
Then let me sin
In my skin
I’m just living
You see

My God,
I’m sorry

I don’t know you.

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Aug 15, 2014 / 73 notes