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asian:

little meow

intensional:

the thing about math is even if you understand it you actually don’t understand it

Make up a story… For our sake and yours forget your name in the street; tell us what the world has been to you in the dark places and in the light. Don’t tell us what to believe, what to fear. Show us belief’s wide skirt and the stitch that unravels fear’s caul.
Toni MorrisonThe Nobel Lecture In Literature, 1993 (via feellng)
meltesh28:

I had this in my wip folder since last year i think so I finished it up a bit
/gives up on plants
so-personal:

everything personal♡

ugly:

alaysha-dawn:

ugly:

reblog my selfies to make ur blog perfect

No why would I do that you’re ugly

image

so-personal:

everything personal♡
sextnoise:

following back tons!

marianmaidenrose:

fallingaroundagain:

lupeylycan:

un-balanc-ed:

thatwrongthing:

this shirt would fit if it weren’t for boobs: a tragedy

that shirt would fit if i had boobs: the sequel 

this shirt fits perfectly because my boobs are the right size: the fanfiction

my shirts always fit: a man’s tale

what shirt: a nudist au

I think the greatest thing you ever taught me, is that you can give so much of yourself to someone, and it still won’t be enough. And I am sorry, that I was not enough.
—Julie Martinez (via writinqueen)
I take great care of myself by carefully shutting myself away
—Vincent Van Gogh in a letter to his brother, Theo. [letter] (via c-oquetry)

(Source: hellray)