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The universe in your hands

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The wonders and magic of space

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Galaxy based food

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Deconstructed Garden by Rebecca Louise Law

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Why do I always get so excited for my crushes when they have dates coming up or met a girl. What the heck why am I so happy when they don't choose me and a different girl instead

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What The Fuck FEELINGS

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Kristen Marie

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I love how anonymous tumblr can be. It's liberating.

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I wish that my money would have sex in my wallet and multiply

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If you ever laugh at a person telling you a joke in your dreams you’re laughing at your own joke

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The sad fact that I know you'll never love me back

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This literally made me cry

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Society

I don’t get why people have to be so terrible to each other for no reason. Just fucking be kind to each other, all this fighting in the world is so pointless. Why can’t we just not try to take what other people have and just help each other out when it’s needed? Seriously… The world we’ve created isn’t one I would want the next generation to live in. It is a world where the majority of people are out for themselves and don’t give a shit about the Earth or people they affect. Shit needs to change. Spread love not pointless hate and anger. I want to help people with my life, not hurt them and I feel regret for the people that I have hurt. It’s time to change society for the better.

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reblogged with tintum.

The sadness that comes with a broken heart. I feel it burning through my ribs. -P.K

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your lungs are a cracked window spiderwebbed stricken by lightning from a cigarette and a phone call

the river bares its awful teeth before sinking into you

you told me you wanted to build a house out of the loose rocks in the bed and mortar mixed with the plaque that you scraped off yr canines with yr fingernails

the river bares its lukewarm swollen before telling you that you cant