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  2. "We aren’t suggesting that mental instability or unhappiness makes one a better poet, or a poet at all; and contrary to the romantic notion of the artist suffering for his or her work, we think these writers achieved brilliance in spite of their suffering, not because of it."
    — Dorianne Laux (via observando)

    (via langleav)

     

  3. nbchannibal:

    travalicious:

    me after every episode of hannibal

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    us after every episode of hannibal

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    (via the-absolute-best-posts)

     
  4. one of the reasons why i love charla. she’s never afraid to try something new. 

    (Source: charlavail)

     

  5. wonnderr-lusttt:

    looow-tus:

    undftdaniel:

    defend-sissy-boy-emo:

    jadelyn:

    holypuckingcow:

    abbysetcetera:

    Adulthood doesn’t mean you stop drinking juice pouches and eating fruit snacks. It means buying your own. 

    and mixing them with vodka

    At 3 in the morning while marathoning your favorite show because nobody can tell you to go to bed.

    And then regretting your decisions the next morning.

    Because you have to work.

    and make more money to buy fruit snacks and juice pouches.

    and vodka

    (Source: asexualarmin, via youdontreallywantthis)

     

  6. dutchster:

    fat-amy-for-president:

    albamentum:

    drunktrophywife:

    being a girl is really fucking expensive

    hahahahhhAHAHAHAHhahahahahhahahah WHO IS PAYING FOR YOUR DATES

    hahahahhhAHAHAHAHhahahahahhahahah WHO IS PAYING FOR OUR TAMPONS, PADS, ULTRA SOUNDS, PAP SMEARS, OB/GYN VISITS, BRAS, CLOTHES, MAKE UP, HAIR PRODUCTS TO GO ON DATES WITH FUCKERS LIKE YOU?

    [cricket sounds]

    (via kennedythemaiine)

     
  7. (Source: how-ood, via kennedythemaiine)

     

  8. "He and I collided, like two predestined stars—and in that brief exchange, I felt what it was like to be immortal."
    — Lang Leav  (via lovequotesrus)

    (Source: langleav, via lovequotesrus)

     

  9. 11 : 24

    It’s our song again,

    Time stretched 

    My mind wandered

    Street lights were blurring the night

    strumming fast as we drive thru

    I fell asleep in your arms again

    My mouth stretched to its corners 

    I can feel you breathing deeply

    I held your hand

    but you said "hold on babe"

    I frowned, 

    tilting my head in confusion

    Then you played that song

    Falling for you - the 1975

    I stared at you,

    Though it’s dark I felt your smile

    It was dark yet I felt at ease

    And in the dark I fell in love.

    x

     
  10. mstrkrftz:

    Time Stacks by Matt Molloy

    (Source: mstrkrftz, via popculturesavvyidjit)