Paper dreams...

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psilentasincjelli:

If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet

(via thegoldensnitch)

cancune:

if a guy stares at ur boobs 

just stare at his dick

maybe squint a little bit

(via boringghoul)

saboobnah:

bird privilege is being able to make loud as fuck noises early in the morning without somebody calling the cops on you

(via egyptianprincess)

shannananan:

mercimonamie:

i fell in love with him like ketchup falls out of a bottle: slowly, and then all at once.

oh my god you managed to one up john green.

(via boringghoul)

It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed is you.

—F. Scott Fitzgerald (via themoonflowers)

(Source: gordftw, via coloredmondays)