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pearswhy:

explaining anxiety is the fucking worst because you feel like an idiot for being bothered by the things that bother you but it’s such an intense fear right at your core so you have to go through all of these other levels of yourself to try and get someone else to understand it

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my-body-not-yours:

is this what heaven looks like
avengent:

aaawhyme:

tobejuliaagain:

aetheling:


 “Pooh and his friends were given as gifts by author A. A. Milne to his son Christopher Robin Milne between 1920 and 1922. Pooh was purchased in London at Harrods for Christopher’s first birthday. Christopher later gave them to publisher E. P. Dutton, who in turn donated them to the New York Public Library.”


Oh my god. Oh my god.

This is them, guys. This is them. Got chills.

I’m more star struck from this picture, than I have been at any other moment in my life.

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yeradhampir:

super-wholock-avengers:

themonkeybananaking:

tinasfanfiction:

Hello Queen of Genovia

I’ll reblog it every time I see in my dash. EVERY. TIME.

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lordofthejohnlock:

livin-la-vida-loki-d:

squilf:

#an accurate summary of their entire relationship

There may come a time when I don’t reblog this post but that day is not this day. 

If I ever don’t reblog this, its because I’m dead.

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chanel-smokes:

someoneisstrugglingtobefree:

eatmekissmefuckme:

THIS.

This should be on every billboard across the world until people truly understand it’s meaning and everyone accepts everyone else as equals  

yes^

What makes mothers all that they are?
Might as well ask, “What makes a star?”

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thaliascombferre:

Marius, the boy who lived.

image

I’m not even sorry

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