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gale, i thought you use your other account more?

I do, my main one is my junk account. I don’t like to use it.

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shiny-things-are-pretty:

ok i know this isn’t lord of the flies but come on this could totally be ralph talking to samneric.
you can’t deny this.

shiny-things-are-pretty:

ok i know this isn’t lord of the flies but come on this could totally be ralph talking to samneric.

you can’t deny this.

For the first eighteen years we were together, I’d give Hugh chocolates for Valentine’s Day, and he’d give me a carton of cigarettes. Both of us got exactly what we wanted, and it couldn’t have been easier. Then I quit smoking and decided that in place of cigarettes I needed, say, an eighteenth-century scientific model of the human throat. It was life-size, about four inches long, and, because it was old, handmade, and designed to be taken apart for study, it cost quite a bit of money. ‘When did Valentine’s Day turn into this?’ Hugh asked when I told him that he had to buy it for me.
David Sedaris (via ohyesdavidsedaris)

Lewis Morris: It is a conspiracy of silence against me - a conspiracy of silence. What should I do?

Oscar Wilde: Join it.

Nothing Gold Can Stay

bluesandbarebones:

Robert Frost

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

stitchingcolours:

Get it? (≧◡≦) Crackalackin’.

things2keepinmind:
crackalackin’…..i just love this
check it :)——->http://things2keepinmind.tumblr.com/

stitchingcolours:

Get it? (≧◡≦) Crackalackin’.

things2keepinmind:

crackalackin’…..i just love this

check it :)——->http://things2keepinmind.tumblr.com/