I want to kiss you.
Like big, fat kisses. Or angels. Or stars.
Or something. I don’t know.
Love poems never make sense to me.
Poets say things like “Your teeth are flowers.”
or “Your eyes are miracles.” But you
aren’t miracles. Or flowers. You
are some sweet boy with a good smile
and a shaky heart. Come kiss me.
I’m in love with the miracle of your body
beside my body.
Love Poems, Clementine von Radics  (via eefinem)

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Like the earth and moon
I am covered
with craters and scars.
That is not something
I need to be saved from.

debilitating:

stOP


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my new motto in life

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liiiizzzz:

robertoluongo:

in grade 8 i did a power point presentation on “whooping cough” and my opening slide was a photo of whoopi goldberg coughing and i was the only person who laughed at it and i couldnt start the presentation for like five minutes because i was laughing too hard at my own joke

Omg stop .



republicx:

Collages by Sammy Slabbinck ll Artist On Tumblr

Sammy Slabbinck renders dynamic collage prints, combining vintage photographs with contemporary compositional styles.


“omg I had to reblog this” 

“I tried so hard not to reblog this”

“omg I NEED this on my blog” 

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kingfantastic:

Fuck That on Brody
Alex Zampirri

kingfantastic:

Fuck That on Brody

Alex Zampirri


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84,988 plays!

lacruznegra:

<3

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earthnation:

candy crush has ruined my life