What'sMyAgeAgain?

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I am not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2am, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don’t belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn’t happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don’t see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.

- Anna Peters (via rauchwolken)

(Source: splitterherzen)

I guess you already know I’m not much of a believer. I guess I just chose to put my faith elsewhere. My family, mostly. My friends. My job.

(Source: newfluffytown)

but taking it out on Shaun? no! just no!

I suppose if I’m honest I’m not that surprised about one, our ‘friendship’ has been on a knife edge for years, punishing me seems almost fun :/ but surely anyone who knows the history doesn’t think it’s justified? oh I dunno, I’m just tired I guess. sleep needed, another early start tomorrow.

I think my friends aren’t my friends any more. I don’t know what I’ve done. It’s all very sad.

therealehimetalorunuabona:

meinefluchderzeit:

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Real life Shiny Pokémon

(Source: voldermorte)

ideal-fatalist:

ice-sandwiches:

It looks like a cat version of Toothless.

Clawless

ideal-fatalist:

ice-sandwiches:

It looks like a cat version of Toothless.

Clawless

(Source: theartofdysfunction)

deluminator:

oh how the tables have turned

deluminator:

oh how the tables have turned