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My parents have Google Alerts on me. So they’ll often times send me an e-mail and be like, “Hey did you know this?” And then I’ll be like, “Well, it is, like, my life. So yes, I did know that.” Or , “that’s not even true. I don’t know where you read that.” I have Googled myself, yes. But my parents really have Google Alerts on me.

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You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst,’ but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.
by Stephen King  (via ignitionremix)

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paulisresp:

summer | Tumblr en We Heart It.

beccaliving:

Just a reminder that tattoos don’t have to mean anything. They do not require some intricate and moving backstory. Some people just appreciate having art on their skin…it’s as simple as that.

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ex0rdiium:

Brand New | Degausser.

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whosjeangrey:

Um. Hello, the Avengers. We really have to stop meeting like this.

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sebadasstian-stan:

A+ parenting by deadpool 

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gatosgatosgatosgatos:

true em We Heart It.
There was something in my bones that told me to love you.
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Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives.
by Lemony Snicket (via psych-facts)
If you ever ask me how many times you’ve crossed my mind, I would say once. Because you came, and never left.
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