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I am my mother’s daughter. I am midnight sun. You can find me on the moon waxing and waning, my heart full of petals, every single one begging “love me, love me, love me, whoever I am, whoever I become."
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The color blue is often associated with depth and stability. It symbolizes trust, loyalty, honesty and heaven. This is a color of spirit and devotion. Blue can be strong and steadfast or light and friendly. However, it can also be nostalgic. It is a color that lives in the past, relating everything in the present and the future to experiences in the past.

yeoldegaganddoodle:

Fanart Department-And now the sequel to this: Bobs Burgers, 1976!

yeoldegaganddoodle:

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And now the sequel to this: Bobs Burgers, 1976!

yeoldegaganddoodle:

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Bob’s Burgers, 1939…. it was bound to happen.

yeoldegaganddoodle:

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Bob’s Burgers, 1939…. it was bound to happen.

fishmostly:

What did people do after sex before smartphones?

“everything you’ll ever need to know already exists inside you, the trick is getting rid of unknown energies distorting your truth.”

Overlyxclusive (via kushandwizdom)

“If you want to kill yourself, kill what you don’t like. I had an old self that I killed. You can kill yourself too, but that doesn’t mean you got to stop living.”

Vargus, Archie’s Final Project (via kushandwizdom)

“When he says
He doesn’t love you anymore,
Roll your shoulders back
And look him in the eye
Even when it feels like your ribs
Are breaking inward, like spider legs.
When he digs up old aches
That he swore he forgave you for,
Smile
And ask him why he didn’t leave you sooner.
Ignore the way the words feel like sandpaper
Running all the way up your throat to your mouth.
When he blames you
For mistakes that wear his face,
Do not scream.
Do not cry.
Tell him that there are boys
Who would be proud to say they’d loved you.
Tell him that in two years
You won’t even remember his name
And don’t let him see the way you can taste your own lie.
When he leaves
Ignore the howling in your blood
And do not get up after him.
Not even to lock the door.
Do not, do not
Do not.
Smell his shirts when you box them up
To give them back.
Not one.
Swear off dating when you realize
You’re chasing ghosts that wear his smile.
It’s okay to cry over him.
It’s even okay to forgive him.
But do not go back to him.
If he did not know how to love you the first time,
He won’t know how to do it the next.”

How To Pretend It Doesn’t Hurt, by Ashe Vernon  (via 1811181)

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By Dana Lauren Goldstein 

p1ssoff:

By Dana Lauren Goldstein 

Blaze is my little 420 baby, she is a big time licker and is always kissing my hands

Blaze is my little 420 baby, she is a big time licker and is always kissing my hands

coryy:

My neck, My back, My Netflix and my snacks.

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