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I’m proud of all of us. This was a TEAM EFFORT, and we DID IT. Everybody hit the showers.

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no wait this is the most alive ive felt in months someone announce something else batshit lets keep this shit train going what im feeling is not serotonin but BOY is it getting my blood pumping

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I was studying in my room, turned around to grab something and saw this.

So, basically, this is not my cat. 

But she’s all like chillin’ in my bed like she pays rent or smth.

 How the fuck did she even got into the freaking house. 

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this is the first time in years that tumblr has felt organic. No I will not elaborate 

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“Her face was like the night sky…you could almost trace out the constellations with her star-like freckles…”

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Tools: Moleskine Watercolour Sketchbook | Amazon.ca  Winsor & Newton Designer Gouache | Amazon.ca Holbein Acryla Gouache | Amazon.ca I buy my brushes at local art stores. 

Music: Joe Hisaishi - Fragile Dream

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how to make smores

I was going through old home videos I made a few years ago when i was bored and alone. 

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The best video ever posted on the internet is the scene from american psycho where they’re comparing business cards but someone edited it so they’re comparing like ridiculous forum signatures

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I can’t decide what’s funnier, the dog, or the guy that’s dying of laughter in the background

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Well, I’ve been afraid of changing

‘Cause I’ve built my life around you

But time makes you bolder

Even children get older

And I’m getting older too

                                    - Fleetwood Mac - Landslide

Inspired by trevdawggg and keyofnik, who conspired to make Pluto x Serenity set to Landslide a thing.

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i lost it with the salad

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LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THIS NEAT THING OKAY? Just to preface this, I don’t know if anyone else has posted this, so if you have, I’m sorry! I’m posting for anybody with any anxiety, stress, want to cool down from a rough day, or just need background noise to function! This is a really neat site because you have more than one noise to choose from to listen to. If rain isn’t really your thing, they have crackling fire and breaking waves, and it’s just really relaxing. And you know what’s the coolest part about each noise? You can change the levels. You can slide and switch levels around to have the perfect amount of thunder, or light rain, or crackles in your fire, or foamy sea goodness! Each noise (to my knowledge) has 10 sliders for different sounds within said noise, so you can mix and listen for as long as you need! And if you don’t feel like mixing it yourself, there’s a neat button called “Animate” which allows the noise to evolve and change itself, so it gives it a little flavor. It even has some that are specifically catering to mental health and sound therapy. But really, I encourage everyone to at least try it out, it’s just super neat and it calms me down and serves as a nice low noise in the background if I need it for sleep or working on homework.

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[THE LOCH NESS MONSTER’S SONG]

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SweetPoffin’s Female Cover Of Hellfire

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Free Verse Poem: Jason Todd, Neighborhood Watch

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You read Vonnegut for the first time when you’re sixteen years old, and after that, every time you stab, slice, shoot, every time you throw a match into an open grave, you think, so it goes. It makes you feel good, a little fuzzy, like you’re unstuck, and you think, it’s okay you’ll just be dead for a while.

Your father dies on a hospital floor. Your brother bleeds onto your hand, his hair in your mouth, pressed against your neck. People die in your arms, people who leave  the battlefield behind, who don’t wake up in bed five minutes twenty years later and live. People don’t just get to be dead for a while. This isn’t fucking Tralfamadore. So it does not fucking go.

Vonnegut tells you that time is pearls on a string. Every moment has already been and will always be. You say, “Fuck that.” You cut the string. Pearls before swine.

Your headstone will read It was ugly  from beginning to end,  and it hurt like hell every second.

Vonnegut dies when you’re twenty-eight. He falls down the stairs. So it goes. There is no such thing  as an honorable death.