When I'm Falling, I'm At Peace

To remember and let go.
(September 22, 2004 - May 23, 2010)

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It just goes on forever

i wonder if anybody’s actually had feelings for me, like actually got upset or mad over little things i did and got jealous and confused over me and thought about me on a regular basis. i feel like i’m the only person that ever really cares about anyone and that nobody’s ever felt that way for me.

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scienceheroextraordinaire:

0ver-doze:

lamp

guaranteed to make your friends shit themselves

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disregardwomen:

mintmeow:

i’ve got 99 problems and being a decaying organism that’s born to die in a society run by money that i can’t escape is one of them 

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fuoco-go:

gendertier:

gendertier:

gendertier:

i jUST WALKED INTO MY MOMS ROOM AND THERE’S A DACHSHUND IN HERE

WE DON’T OWN A DACHSHUND???? 

????????

okay this dog is so sweet but where is my mom omfg

Your mom has been turned into a dachshund. It’s you’re responsibility to lift the curse.

Your adventure is beginning, my friend.

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scorpiant:

STORY OF MY LIFE

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thebeautyofsoundd:

kindest-laugh:

If you reblog this post by June 21st, 2013 I will write down every single url that reblogged this and stick it in a jar and will scatter them all around this summer (I will be traveling in July). They might be taped in public bathrooms, thrown around at a concert, or left in a seat of a roller coaster…Who knows? Someone may find your url and message you saying where they found it. I promise I’ll do all of them.

that’s a pretty dope idea

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wah-mos:

I’m not my tragedies, but god do they consume me sometimes.

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jetgirl78:

Favorite Lesbian Ships - Wil/Vivian - Saving Face
Wil: So how come we never met before now?
Vivian: We did meet. Nineteen years ago. I was 8, you were 9. Outside the temple.
Wil: I don’t remember.
Vivian: The Wong boys were taunting me about my parents’ divorce. You beat the crap out of them. You were wearing a Kristy McNichol t-shirt, tan cords and a pageboy. You spilled your mom’s groceries. We scooped them into a bag.
Wil: That’s right, and then…
Vivian: And then I kissed you on the nose. And you ran.

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"Rose is open, honest, heartfelt, to the point of being selfish, wonderfully selfish. Martha is clever, calm, but rarely says what she’s really thinking. Donna is blunt, precise, unfiltered, but with a big heart beneath all the banter. […] If Rose can be selfish, then her finest moments will come when she’s selfless. If Martha keeps quiet, then her moments of revelation — like her goodbye to the Doctor — make her fly. Donna is magnificently self-centred — not selfish, but she pivots everything around herself, as we all do — so when she opens up and hears the Ood song, or begs for Caecilius’ family to be saved, then she’s wonderful."

Russell T. Davies, The Writer’s Tale (via doctormaster)

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