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god the horrible urge to vague post is eating me alive but i must

someone wronged me once

god i love coming home and being at home and sitting inside my home and staying home

You just hate me because the patterns on my clothes move around like they do on chowder and yours don’t

whatever needs to be said was said in iris by the goo goo dolls

everything you see on tumblr is biased towards the perspectives of the types of people who post a lot on tumblr. this is essential to remember

Gatekeeping is so good and important

What's she saying in the photo

the vivid sensory-memory of sucking water out of a washcloth as a child

interview with the masquerade

vampire: the vampire

hey is anyone else sick of having to adapt to horrible conditions over and over again

the humble woolly mammoth

no one says big mood anymore. no one even says mood. no one says anything. all thats left is a dry wind, that scours my face until i bleed

wait hold on guys the Creature of All Falsehood is actually making a really good point here

hey, don't cry. summer fruits soon, ok?