G a b r i e l l e, 1994. Down on equator.

"I know where i'm going... I'm tripping, i'm sliding around, that's ok — At least i'm excited"

whoatakeiteasyman:

no mom, do not ask that relative if they want to talk to me next on the phone.

pedromirfilho:

WAT TIME IS IT JESUS CHRIST

pedromirfilho:

WAT TIME IS IT JESUS CHRIST

nyehs:

WHY CANT EVERY CHARGER FOR EVERYTHING THAT EXISTS JUST BE THE SAME SHAPE AND SIZE

rapewhistled:

why do old people drive slow they barely have any time left like GOOOOO ur dying

what state do you live in?
Anonymous

narcotic:

Usually denial 

I don’t want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together.

catsbeaversandducks:

First to blink loses!

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foodchewer:

maybe i’ll be hot tomorrow 

A soul mate is not the person
who makes you the happiest, but the one
that makes you feel the most.
Who conducts your heart to bang the loudest,
who can drag you giggling
with forgiveness from the cellar they locked you in.
Sierra DeMulder, excerpt from “Unrequited Love Poem” (via psych-facts)

vaniccio:

i struggle between wanting to stay up late and wanting extra hours of sleep

croutoncat:

weekends go by in like 1.5 seconds

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