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I took this picture of a sting ray at the aquarium while I was in San Francisco. I didn’t check the picture until later, but somehow the lighting there made it look like the sting ray is… I dunno. floating in space? ascending to heaven? it’s weird.

and I love it.

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this is important 

hot tip for people with periods

Black cherry juice might help with your cramps and it kinda looks like blood so if you drink it from a crystal goblet you can feel like a particularly sophisticated vampire.

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IM DYING

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My emo friend Mikey, he's a dick but it's okay we accept him

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spaceman / the killers

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read my mind - the killers

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do u ever feel like ur not even friends with ur friends

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holding hands is so nice and should be done more

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my soul bruises every time someone yells at me

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this is gospel // panic! at the disco

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all time low deserve better pass it on 

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reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

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okay i know no one cares but seriously i cant stand green jellybeans and i love red jellybeans but im red green colorblind do you see my problem

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does anyone ever just slip into a mood where all you do is wander aimlessly around your house and narrate your feelings and actions in your head like you’re in a novel

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when i was 12 i babysat this girl for a few years and she would come to me and show me her art, drag me by my wrists and point at the pieces she’d made during the week. and she’d be like “do the voice” and i’d put on a sports-announcer olympics-style voice and be like “such form! this level of coloring! why i haven’t seen such perfection in crayola in a long time. and what is this? why jeff, now this is a true risk… it seems she’s made … a monochrome pink canvas…. i haven’t seen this attempted since winter 1932… and i gotta say, jeff, it’s absolutely splendid”  and she’d fall back giggling. at the end of every night she’d check with me: “did you really like it?” and i’d say yes and talk about something i noticed and tucked her in.

she was just accepted into 3 major art schools. she wrote me a letter. inside was a picture from when she was younger. monochrome pink. 

“thank you,” it said, “to somebody who saw the best in me.”