Some women are
lost in the fire.
Some women are
built from it.
Michelle K, Some.  (via gabrielleasano)

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… And that wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude (via fuckyeahexistentialism)

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Q
How do you feel about "It's a metaphor" jokes blowing up on tumblr?
Anonymous
A

fishingboatproceeds:

I think they are hilarious. I’m particularly fond of this one.


mishakoalins:

A default ring tone is heard. 100 moms look at their purses.

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spooktrek:

do you think when johnny depp agrees to be in a movie with a different director he goes home at night and tim burton is just there with his face pressed against the window and johnny has to close the curtains to avoid feeling guilty

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jackfrostftw:

what time is it

tumblr time

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procrastination

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Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.

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reblog if you have ever cried because school stresses you out

darlingyoufellapart:

I’m doing an experiment

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