Why choose life when death's a better option?
for someone who’s 70% water you don’t look very refreshing
water cannot be burned
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pleased to meet you i’m birb
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The purpose of poetry is to remind us
how difficult it is to remain just one person,
for our house is open,
there are no keys in the doors,
and invisible guests come in and out at will.
Czeslaw Milosz, from “Ars Poetica?” (via saltseer)
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GUYS THIS PASSED 80 000K+ NOTES. OMG
Guys, we’re gonna try to get to 100k this klaroline wednesday
*chants* 100K. 100K. 100K.
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Quotes from You who came from the stars P4
Cheon Song Yi, the one I love, it’s cold so don’t wearing low cut clothes. You get prettier with time. Like I said last time you cant do any kiss or back hug scenes and no melos. Don’t be sick. Don’t look at bad comments on the internet. Don’t cry alone and sing. Don’t eat alone. Don’t…
What good is having super powers? He passes out every time we kiss.
Man From he Stars - Episode 21
So many feels.
You cry? You cried. Sifu knows.
I remember the first time someone told me to keep Mace in my purse for self-defense, I thought they were talking about an actual fucking medieval weapon mace.
I wish that had actually been what they were talking about because that sounds badass as hell. Getting attacked by some dude? I DON’T THINK SO MOTHERFUCKER
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zayn is the smartest out of all the boys for not learning to drive because now he gets chauffeured around places in rented bentleys while the rest of them have to drive themselves places like commoners
Never for a single day had I forgotten what happened in those near two years period.... The way you held and cherished me, attended and loved me, respected and craved me. The way you always seemed to find me whenever we're together.... or otherwise. Memories swirl in my head--inebriating me always with the way your lips moving over mine, the feel of your bare hands when you held me tight, and the look in your eyes when you stared at me--as if they could see no other. But then you left and memories stay memories