(via callittheblues)
I swear we were infinite.: sonder ›
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep…
Ill never misplace bobby pins again!Always reblog these
I want a heart shaped hard boiled egg!
those wire labels- but we don’t have bread tags! oooowww.. ;_; *cries*
Some more GENIUS SHIT
(via seki22)
You know what this adultery needs? SANDWICHES.
OMG DYING
(via musicalwaffle)
(via seki22)
- Me: I shall study
- Me: Stares at textbook
- Me:
- Me: There is no homoerotic subtext in this
- Me: I must go
could they have picked a creepier name for this color
mm
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