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sorelatable:

If your name is on one of these I just wanna let you know your parents are basic bitches with no creativity

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Sounds like someone’s sad they couldn’t find their name on a coke bottle

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missvoltairine:

do you ever just get a vibe that someone has a crush on you and then you’re not sure if they actually do or if you’re just really really self-absorbed

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I love nature. I’ve always loved nature. Ever since I can remember I would watch shows about it on Animal Planet and Discovery Chanel. Some of my earliest memories are of watching a show where a boy and Mother Nature talk about animals and the wild world, I can’t remember what it’s called now. I remember weekends when I would visit the beach and touch everything I could, and days when I would run around the zoo and my parents would have to chase after me. Something inside me still stirs like that of a child in awe and wonder whenever I touch nature, whenever I stop to look or touch it, whenever I can completely shroud myself in it. I only wish that people were as wondered by nature as I was as a child and still continue to be to this very day. On days when I am indoors my only desire is to step out and lay under the warm sun as it touches my skin, to feel I am one with it for that brief moment in time, that I am one with the plants who bask in the daylight, like the animals that crawl, or fly, or run, or lay beneath it. I want to see the world for all its beauty and chaos and appreciate it for all it has given to me, to us tiny creatures that live in tiny spots in tiny regions of this great big world. I feel that as a human being I should see everything that the world contains, whether it be through a screen, or from a distance so diminutive that not even air can prevent the impact of my fingertips onto its surface. It is a privilege that I do not want to let go to waste, especially since others of my kind, of our kind, rip at it and kill it. In fifty years, what do you think will happen to the things you love about nature? Do you really believe that they will still look just as beautiful?

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johannsebastianbitch:

You know whats fucking scary? The fact that I could literally change my life at any moment. I could stop talking to everyone that makes me unhappy. I could kiss whoever i want. I could shave my head or get on a plane or take my own life. Nothing is stopping me. The entire world is in my hands, and I have no idea what to do with it.

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I want all of my lasts to be with you.

Untitled (Phoebe Chapin)
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