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THIS IS MY ONE TALENT. I READ HARRY POTTER REALLY QUICKLY

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 16:00:19 -0400

THIS IS MY ONE TALENT.

I READ HARRY POTTER REALLY QUICKLY

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Sat, 15 Jun 2013 12:23:59 -0400

raccaryusui: prettyvibes-hightimes: Me 2 このぉー、人気者(＾ニ＾）

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 12:15:36 -0400

raccaryusui:

prettyvibes-hightimes:

Me 2

このぉー、人気者(＾ニ＾）

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Thu, 13 Jun 2013 13:29:24 -0400

I was told to paint my favorite memory So I painted a picture of your eyes

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 13:22:12 -0400

I was told to paint my favorite memory

So I painted a picture of your eyes

blua: by Yaskina Valentina

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 18:36:43 -0400

blua:

by Yaskina Valentina

greekg0ds: path thru mt. davidson by reelpeet

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 20:38:40 -0400

greekg0ds:

path thru mt. davidson by reelpeet

givncvrlos: Narcisuss

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 15:07:14 -0400

givncvrlos:

Narcisuss

lunarlunatic: Back (by nekojimakeibu)

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 12:48:43 -0400

lunarlunatic:

Back (by nekojimakeibu)

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Wed, 05 Jun 2013 03:52:29 -0400

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Wed, 05 Jun 2013 03:52:15 -0400

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Wed, 05 Jun 2013 03:49:59 -0400

onlinejournals: How awful it would be to not miss you.

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 03:49:12 -0400

onlinejournals:

How awful it would be to not miss you.

"It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight."

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 03:48:41 -0400

“It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.”

- Vladimir Nabokov (via theseventhsadness)

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Wed, 05 Jun 2013 03:41:54 -0400

chasingeuphoriia: Arctic Howl, Enkel Dika

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 03:39:23 -0400

chasingeuphoriia:

Arctic Howl, Enkel Dika

"That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every..."

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 03:38:47 -0400

“That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.”

- Andrea Gibson, Yarn (via moonandmoon)

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Wed, 05 Jun 2013 03:36:57 -0400

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Wed, 05 Jun 2013 03:36:19 -0400

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clavicola:

I know so close to nothing
about the boy who is supposedly mine.

No part of him is mine. Not even his lips.

So this is what it feels like to love someone
more than he loves you.

I look down at my naked self and
see a missing elbow, a wrist
that I had left tangled up in his sheets.
He had kissed my shoulders goodbye.
The bridge of my nose was the first
to go.

At the doctor’s office last afternoon
with the stethoscope cold against my skin

I was surprised that she found
a heartbeat.

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Wed, 05 Jun 2013 03:33:19 -0400