ah yes i have finally found it
the g spot
Tracks
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pokemon:
hurts itself in confusion
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me:
lets out a bellow so deep it is only audible to other whales
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i have two moods:
- touch me
- don’t touch me
(Source: cheerupsmelly)
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the CEO of abercrombie didn’t really do a good job at marketing to cool kids because i don’t really like their stuff
what ur average tragedy looks like after 100 years
even the future cannot make cat proof keyboards
(Source: fuckyeahtng)
this is riddle wrapped in a mystery wrapped in an enigma
she didnt break the fourth wall she motherfucking punched a hole in it
This. I must rant:
Six years ago, before everything started, I was a brilliant kid. I would draw, write, play the piano and everything came from the inside, nobody taught me (my parents were against it) and it made me happy. Slowly, depression sneaked in, and I started losing my talent, the very little I had. Before that I would pass all my tests without even looking at the testbook. Now I can’t concentrate and I fail practically everything, I can’t play more than 5 minutes straight the piano and my creativity is absolutely gone, which has left me with nothing, because art was all I had. I sleep way too much and wake up tired. So I went from a kid who shined and was admired to someone who is constantly disappointing people, because they expect me to be as good as I was before, and I aren’t anymore.
I can’t. I can’t study, I can’t rest, I can’t create. Literally, a part of me is dead, and I can’t help it. It makes me so sad.
(Source: lnsanely)
i bet a lot of dinosaurs did really cute stuff like play around and roll around on the ground and catch flies in the air and sneeze and bump into stuff and fall down and play in the water and snuggle up close to each other when they were cold
i want more people to imagine them as just regular animals
My beta died so I went to flush it down the toilet and was crying, then the toilet almost clogged and I started panicking and crying harder
the mental health of sexual abuse victims is more important than anybody’s url on tumblr.com regardless of how many followers they have
Beauty and the Feast
