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sextpert:

you know when you really want to kiss someone and you can’t help but keep looking at their lips like those should be on mine

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From 18 to 22 you meet a lot of temporary people.
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aliaens:

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boredandmoist:

This time last year I was unemployed, broke, and suicidal.

Today, I just got the keys to my first house.

Give it time.

Needed this today

when you hear people preach that it gets better, they aren’t joking. if it’s not better yet, it will be. 

this post could literally be saving lives rn and that is why i love this website.

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palmtreepalmtree:

Mississippi in July by Charlie Worsham

Heard a clip of this on NPR this morning, and I thought about it all day.  The full version did not disappoint.  

And this lyric took my breath away:

Last time I thought about you in a wedding dress
I would’ve been holding your hand.
But at seventeen you promise things
That you don’t really understand.

Posted 2 weeks ago / 236 notes / Via: mystic-peach

sunflower-mama:

Being in love with someone who is wise, beautiful, talented, kind and charismatic enough to get anyone they want is terrifying.

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bettydays:

I have a story.

So my sister got run over by a car once. It was a pretty big deal. Well like a year later she got into a little fender bender and was really bent out of shape about it, so I went and got her a cake. 

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When I put in my order for the cake, the guy at the bakery asked, “Do you want it to say anything?”

And with a perfectly straight face, I said, “‘Sorry you got hit by a car again.’”

He narrowed his eyes a moment, then nodded and wrote it down, and took it to kitchen to get the writing done.

All the way from the back of the kitchen, I hear a woman shout, “‘Again’?!”

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uglygirlsclub:

don’t date anyone who isn’t proud of you


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