*logs on to twitter* ahhh the sweet smell of stolen text posts


(Source: breakingbag, via werewolfloves)



They erode into one another
Calcified bone to dust

I cried the first time I saw this picture.


do u ever lie on ur side and a small tear leaks out and ur just like whoa wtf body I know I’m sad but not that sad

(Source: slovvbro, via sarcastii-c)


I question who my friends are everyday….that’s a sad way to live huh?

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Marilyn Monroe photographed by Anthony Beauchamp, 1951

Growing up, camping and christmas were my two favorite times of the year. Dad would load up the truck and we would drive to goat island and camp there for days. He would pack poppy seed muffins and cook bacon for breakfast and he would sleep outside next to the fire.  Then he died and I tried camping once after and I basically never want to camp ever again. but its not a sad thing because it was once a beautiful thing and to me it still is. 


i am done with white boys thinking they’re so edgy and cool by making racist jokes

(via spoken-not-written)

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