I am the bad wolf.

AND YOUR CHEEKBONES

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Just another something no one will read.

I do believe in love. It has been the one thing I have believed in my entire life. Also, it has been something for which I’ve longed and desired. It is, of all things, the one thing I have never experienced. I want to believe that there is hope for me. I don’t know which driving force in my life there is to blame; my parents, society, the internet, or even myself, but my cynicism is starting to take over my life. I’m terrified of waking up, age 50, completely alone.

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CREME FRAICHE

karmaplus:

“Our story is the story of the universe. Every piece of everyone, of everything you love and everything you hate, of the thing you hold most precious, was assembled by the forces of nature in the first few minutes of the life of the universe, transformed in the hearts of the stars or created in their fiery deaths.

And when you die, those pieces will be returned to the universe in the endless cycle of death and rebirth. What a wonderful thing it is to be part of that universe. And what a story, what a majestic story.”

Professor Brian Cox, Wonders of the Universe.

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I fucking hate babies.

birthday boots yaaaaay

oooooh the wall

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get off the internet.: reading about prophets for my history class

sunriseoverthesandias:

dreskimonazi:

moses killed 1 egyptian guy who was beating the shit out of slaves

jesus killed 0 people

muhammad killed est. 3000 people and beheaded 700+ jewish people at bani qurazya

and fucked their women

not to mention shit not in the bible like the spanish inquisition and the crusades.

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Song of the week.

Songs for Moms - Come true (how they all do)

These ladies are the best and I really can’t stop listening to them

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hoinooo:

Bon Iver; Skinny Love

Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in this moment this order’s tall

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I’ll be with you
But it will be a different “kind”
I’ll be holding all the tickets
And you’ll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I’m breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?