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"People are strange: They are constantly angered by trivial things, but on a major matter like totally wasting their lives, they hardly seem to notice."
— Charles Bukowski (via thatkindofwoman)
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cosmo tip #696
if a guy buys you a bunch of drinks and then expects you to have sex with him you can just give him back the drinks by puking into his lap
PERFECTION
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It’s official.
I’ve lost my wit.
Dear Wit,
Please return, I miss you so. I had become thoroughly fond of having you around and wish you were still with me.
I become disgruntled easily at my unfunny, adult, PC “humor” nowadays. It sickens me that I think such things are funny, even if just for a fleeting moment. I really do not wish to become 37 and friendless so suddenly and so young. It’s severely unfitting.
Missing you dearly,
Me.
You know…
It’s this house, this room, and the sound of this air conditioner we’ve had since I could remember. That’s what’s got me nostalgic right now. I’ve sat here for every summer since I stopped daycare, and every summer I’ve gone to Setebaid.
This one’s different, and it doesn’t quite feel it yet. I mean, I’m getting ready to ship out for a camp for two months, but not to Setebaid. To a place where I have limited contact with the people I talk to daily now. I’m excited to finally have a job I know I’ll love, but it’s turning into more bitter and less sweet, and more nervousness than excitement.
My summer’s are changing. Forever.
I’m not ready to grow up and move out - well, move away from what I’ve known. It’s terrifying because I’ve done it before and it was hard. I know this isn’t the last time I’ll have to do it, and this time will be easier, but it’s still scary.
I don’t want to change anything. I was happy with how it was going, but it has to change. My comfort zone is mine, and I don’t want to move out of it.
But if I’m going to ever grow and become something, it has to start here.
Nostalgia has always gotten me, and I think everyone knows that.
But goodbyes are my second biggest weakness, and in less than a month, I’m saying goodbye to people that I’m not guaranteed to see again. I don’t say goodbye to people, because I want to see them again; leave that door open to visits. But some doors are closing, at least for a long while.
I’m not ready for that. And you can’t make me be.
The only kind of marks you should ever leave on a dog.
I’ve reblogged this photo so many times & that’s my favorite comment on a photo in the history of the world.
(Source: alizebaby626, via wtfrankie)
omg this is beautiful
If you don’t reblog this, I’il judge you
Quite sad and tragic and beautiful all at once
this is so beautiful
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Zoe is Oreo’s filly, born 9-16-98 on the Island of Molokai before we could move Oreo to our sanctuary. She is extremely rare.
Born in Hawaii, Zoe is the only known captive golden zebra in existence. Her unusual color is due to her having “amelanosis”. She is not an albino. She has striking gold stripes and blue eyes.
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Two dogs run into the field in a Galatasaray friendly match against Ahlen.
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the year is 2053. a girl lays on her bed wearing vintage ugg boots. ‘I was born in the wrong generation’ she sighs as she listens to taylor swift and cries over a one direction poster.
some kids are actually gonna be like this you do realize that
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When a cute boy sneezes I don’t say bless u because I see that god already has
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in the south we don’t say “you’re a dumb fuck” we say “bless your heart” and i think that’s beautiful.
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Forget about Planking! Hadoukening and Vadering seems to be the next big thing on the internet! I love it :D
Sometimes the internet is the right kind of weird.
Ok now this, this is cool.
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