sylviaaplath:

my pretty friends: ugh i look so ugly

me, a goblin from the depths of my city’s sewage system: then what the hell am i, susan

deceive:

can’t connect w my mutuals anymore… kpop this kpop that… can’t we all just listen to gregorian chant again :(

lambchopviking:

me when i open my dumb fuckin mouth

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sexybaldwin:
“One of my favourite Welcome to Night Vale quotes- beautiful and spooky and lovely.
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tastefullyoffensive:
“by Mr. Lovenstein
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anglelica:

smashmouth was right… so much to do, so much to see

90sclubkid:
“Angelina Jolie, 1994
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At the heart of sulk lies a confusing mixture of intense anger and an equally intense desire not to communicate what one is angry about. The sulker both desperately needs the other person to understand and yet remains utterly committed to doing nothing to help them do so. The very need to explain forms the kernel of the insult: if the partner requires an explanation, he or she is clearly not worth of one. We should add that it is a privilege to be the recipient of a sulk: it means the other person respects and trusts us enough to think we should understand their unspoken hurt. It is one of the odder gifts of love.
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