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times like this when I really wish I had friends or at least my car. it’s really fucking cold and idk where I’m staying tonight and I hate my stepdad more then ever and I wish my mom would start putting her kids before that piece of shit

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Ben Frost

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jordanbkendall:

Expired film gets me all kinds of excited

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it really sucks when you have nowhere to go

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stop telling girls
that they’re not skinny enough

stop telling girls
that their feet are too large

stop telling girls
that their stomachs need to be flat

stop telling girls
that they should always cross their legs

stop telling girls
that they have too much muscle

stop telling girls
that a d cup is too large

stop telling girls
that their thighs are too fat

stop telling girls
to suck in their guts

stop telling girls
not to sit like a man

stop telling girls
that their fucking curls are too big

stop telling girls
that they can’t take up space
like a fucking man can
because
yes
they
fucking
can

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sawfinnickodairinhisunderwear:

dukeofnod:

"No you fool!! You could fall!!"

WHY IS THIS THE MOST ADORABLE THING THAT I’VE EVER SEEN

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peep-toe-shoes:




 White Shoes by Conor Oberst and The Mystic Valley


 You can wear your new white shoes in the muddy afternoon Walking past these day drunks too, they whistle with their hands But I could be your catcall too, anything you wanna do Anything you wanna do You can take your slide trombone, play it in your catacombs Find a town that moves real slow and turn it on its head And I could be your Pharaoh’s tomb, anything you wanna do Lover anything you wanna do If you want to be common I can claim that I tamed you A demigod in a bonnet, they’re gonna know it ain’t true You can paint your nails lime green, rent yourself a limousine Kidnap the professor’s niece, just tell them that she’s dead We’ll party in a hotel room, anything you wanna do Sister anything you wanna do You can get your hair all wet sleeping on the riverbed Kiss a frog and then dissect, gotta find out what’s inside And you can have my bad side too, anything you wanna do Sure anything you wanna do If you want to be common I can claim that I tamed you A demigod in a bonnet, they’re gonna know it ain’t true And yes, you are King David’s star And the crescent moon, and the crescent moon You must sweep the Bodhi tree I sit beneath, I sit beneath You can wear your new white shoes in the dirty afternoon Walking through the traffic fumes, a flower in your hair And I will swing upon your moods, anytime you want me to Just tell me what you wanna do, anything you wanna do Lover anything you wanna do, lover anything you wanna do  


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peep-toe-shoes:

White Shoes by Conor Oberst and The Mystic Valley

You can wear your new white shoes in the muddy afternoon
Walking past these day drunks too, they whistle with their hands
But I could be your catcall too, anything you wanna do
Anything you wanna do

You can take your slide trombone, play it in your catacombs
Find a town that moves real slow and turn it on its head
And I could be your Pharaoh’s tomb, anything you wanna do
Lover anything you wanna do

If you want to be common I can claim that I tamed you
A demigod in a bonnet, they’re gonna know it ain’t true

You can paint your nails lime green, rent yourself a limousine
Kidnap the professor’s niece, just tell them that she’s dead
We’ll party in a hotel room, anything you wanna do
Sister anything you wanna do
You can get your hair all wet sleeping on the riverbed
Kiss a frog and then dissect, gotta find out what’s inside
And you can have my bad side too, anything you wanna do
Sure anything you wanna do

If you want to be common I can claim that I tamed you
A demigod in a bonnet, they’re gonna know it ain’t true

And yes, you are King David’s star
And the crescent moon, and the crescent moon
You must sweep the Bodhi tree
I sit beneath, I sit beneath

You can wear your new white shoes in the dirty afternoon
Walking through the traffic fumes, a flower in your hair
And I will swing upon your moods, anytime you want me to
Just tell me what you wanna do, anything you wanna do
Lover anything you wanna do, lover anything you wanna do


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