wugs:

wugs:

west wing actor steals from a home improvement store

rob lowe robs lowe’s

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“She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox’s tongue. She tastes like hope.”
— Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke and Bones (via seabois)

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wifipasswords:

wifipasswords:

do you ever think about what your traits would be if you were a sim

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“If he loved you with all the power of his soul, for a whole lifetime, he couldn’t love you as much as I do in a single day…”
— Heathcliff, Wuthering Heights  (via ladyofanaturalstate)

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lalondes:

i stared into the abyss and the abyss got sicker

nietzsche all on his mouth like liquor

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TRYING TO NOT EAT AN ENTIRE BOX OF GIRL SCOUT COOKIES AT ONCE

“And your very flesh shall be a great poem.”
— Walt Whitman (via me-sexual)

the elegant european woman didn’t stay for tea, but the promise of tomorrow hung in the air

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