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loosur:

daw

loosur:

daw

hanukkahlewinsky:

friend: “i can only bring one friend. wanna go?” 

me:

image

coolscar:

all new text post TONIGHT, at 8:30/7:30c

if only I was prettier

if only I was prettier

I hate you so fucking much right now, you’re the reason I hurt myself. The reason I hate myself. I hate myself so much I just want to cry for hours and hours then fall asleep for the longest time so that I don’t have to deal with yours or anyone else’s bullshit.That was completely out of line. You control me when you yourself are insecure, you’re being selfish in the worst way possible

mataring:

i hope the light at the end of the tunnel is a computer screen

tomorrow is April Fool’s Day

squidkitten:

BELIEVE. NOTHING.

TRUST. NO ONE.

otomuragakuya:

a sentence
will always look
like poetry

if you
hit enter
a lot

ardora:

"And on the Mexican border, Someone has ripped through a fence Of reinforced chicken wire With bolt cutters, And erected a hammock By suspending it Between two of the fence’s Concrete pillars.
After swinging gently back and forth, From Texas to Mexico and then From Mexico back to Texas, They doze off; contemptuous Of the security guards Patrolling this artificial demarcation – For, once upon a time, Texas was Mexico And Texas didn’t exist.
When Eugene Debs was imprisoned For conscientious objection in World War One He said, on September 11th 1915, ‘I have no country to fight forMy country is the earthI’m a citizen of the world.’”
– Heathcote Williams, “No Borders”

ardora:

"And on the Mexican border,
Someone has ripped through a fence
Of reinforced chicken wire
With bolt cutters,
And erected a hammock
By suspending it
Between two of the fence’s
Concrete pillars.

After swinging gently back and forth,
From Texas to Mexico and then
From Mexico back to Texas,
They doze off; contemptuous
Of the security guards
Patrolling this artificial demarcation –
For, once upon a time,
Texas was Mexico
And Texas didn’t exist.

When Eugene Debs was imprisoned
For conscientious objection in World War One
He said, on September 11th 1915,
I have no country to fight for
My country is the earth
I’m a citizen of the world.’

– Heathcote Williams, “No Borders

punkbread:

*cant take a good selfie* *entire day is ruined*