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poyzn:

Animals that are unbelievably awesome.

nowheretaylor:

hey-moarrk-hey:

so glad to witness this, I have tears in my eyes

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are they even real

crimsonkitty:

andypettittesbitch:

I don’t see how anyone dislikes Queen

the dude sang rock operas about his bicycle while wearing white spandex overalls and it totally fucking worked

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mymodernmet:

Tokyo-born, Bali-based graphic design student and photographer Yutha Yamanaka produces stunningly surreal self-portraits that explore a strange and darkly mysterious world. Keep up with his Project 365 on Flickr.

can you imagine Oliver having to show up at quidditch trials and say ‘anyone who’s here to try out for seeker better go back up to the castle because an 11 year old boy rode a broom for the first time today and McGonagall gave him the seeker position before asking me or letting me see him play sorry guys’

leonkumquat:

when my dad was in college he had a friend who told a girl he’d take her on a date unlike any other she’d ever been on and so he took her to the supermarket to watch the lobsters fighting in the lobster tank

they’re married now

elevensleeps:

elevensleeps:

my mom says hey

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"   When you asked me if I was alright and I told you I was sad, you never texted me back. I don’t know why I expected you to care because you only ever loved the parts of me that were easy to love.   "
Midnight Thoughts (I guess I’m not worth the effort)

mischief-fucking-managed:

first-kiss-since-45:

vikadi:

set of nostalgia drawings by gabriel picolo. i don’t think i have enough space on my tumblr for all his works that i’d like to post.

these are incredible

I love how we all just know

"  

Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.

You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.

You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.

You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.

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Some things are better left unsaid.  (via schrodingers-bitch)
"   Text her after she falls asleep and describe in large detail everything that you adore about her. She’ll wake up with a smile on her face.   "
(via icanrelateto)