the way he says “i love you” sends shivers down my spine

onstoryladders:

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constantlyfalling:

Beach sunset.

angeloncewas:

angeloncewas:

Could a mentally ill person do this ? *sends three emails*

Nvm I’m getting delayed anxiety about two of them the mental illness won

(via wambsnyan)

valentinaur:

blocked. and i hope a cat ignores all your pspspsps

(via useyourwandbro)

Why is tumblr just now getting into sense 8.

nocturnaldove777-deactivated202:

unclefather:

why did that guy from the backstreet boys ask “am i sexual?” and why did his friends say yes

That’s just male bonding

(via izzystinyhands)

iamaperture:

nintendometro:

Boos in the garden, from ‘Super Mario 64′.

Unrestrained summer fun

(via carry-on-my-wayward-butt)

thyrell:

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(via izzystinyhands)

lmaonade:

grawly:

lmaonade:

no one shows me more elon musk than people who claim to hate him so so much. stop talking about him then. post something cool instead thanks

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hows this

this is what we need.

(via thoseblackcurls)

funnytwittertweets:

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(via celestialhijabi)

fairycosmos:

touching-living-breathing:

fairycosmos:

the bravery of a girl who has to decide what is for dinner and then cook it and then wash dishes every day forever and ever.

That’s called being an adult

no it’s called being the bravest girl on planet earth

(via celestialhijabi)

eddielove:

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Because he’s in love with both

(via dothefutterwacken)

sufficientlylargen:

raay-k:

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But if you can’t grow your own moons, store-bought is fine.

(via thoseblackcurls)

animentality:

Twitter ads work cuz there are a lot of boomers on Twitter and they’ll buy Oreos or capitol one or whatever.

They don’t work here cuz no one here likes corporations plus the ads we have aren’t so much selling us things as trying to confuse and entrap us in the strange fae realm where they reside.

Examples:

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What am I being sold?

Nothing.

Except perhaps a world so different from my own that to simply gaze upon it would inspire an unalterable and incomprehensible metamorphosis of my brain, and I could never return home with it intact.

(via mygeekcorner)