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tacodwell:

I remember when I was a fetus I used to sneak out at night while my mother was sleeping

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thatawkwardblondechick:

The tweet that saved the entire female population

thatawkwardblondechick:

The tweet that saved the entire female population

Reblogged from Zeleste Ileene
Reblogged from brighten my day?
I want you. I want to throw you against a wall, wrap your legs around my waist and kiss you. Kiss you until we have to stop to catch our breaths. I want you and only you. I want to take you on road trips that lead us to pulling over on the side of the road because we can’t keep our hands off each other. I want you and your flaws. I want your messy makeup from teary eyes as I hold you and talk to you about life. I want the 3am phone calls because you can’t sleep at night. I want to be yours and only yours. I want to taste all your cooking, even if it’s not good, even if it’s experimenting I’d have you cook every meal for the rest of my life. I want you. I want my trembling hands to grab your waist and dance with you in the middle of an empty room. I want to struggle on days when I can’t see you. I want to fight about meaningless stuff that will lead to meaningful sex. I want you. I want your hand to rest on my forearm as we enter a party, so I can reassure you that you are safe with me. I want to sing to you in the shower and have you shut me up with kisses because we both know I’m no singer. I want the ups and downs, the winter and summer days. I want you and only you…
I’ve always wanted to make sure people are okay, ever since I was a little girl.
— Amanda Abbington (via kushandwizdom)
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immature-kid:

xxunlovelyxx:

asanaambitions:

therealcoleyy:

nachtbilder:

Justin Bartels - Impression (2012)

I can’t not reblog this.

This is the best thing on the Internet. We undress everyday and it shows us how confined we are. Those imprints show how uncomfortable we are throughout each day just to impress other people. We create prisons in our own clothes. We are a prisoner in a socially constructed idea of what is beautiful.

yes its back

well, that was something.

Reblogged from craveashleybabe ♡
Reblogged from craveashleybabe ♡

zach-n-cheese:

I heard my dad say “That was a close call.”

I called the home phone from my room. He answered and I said, “No, this is a close call.”

He was proud.

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