Happy People

May 19

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halfstoned:

I want a fish boob

halfstoned:

I want a fish boob

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1337tattoos:

Steph K

1337tattoos:

Steph K

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z1c:

being 20+ on tumblr

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behavingisoverrated:

pizza:

there’s 100 millon ppl on tumblr so if we all put in $20 we could buy tumblr for $2 billion and then yahoo couldn’t have it

PIZZA YOU’RE SO SMART

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tardisity:

The oldest person alive was born on April 19, 1897, meaning that April 18th, 1897 was approximately the last time the Earth was inhabited by an entirely different set of people and if you don’t think that’s the realist shit ever then you can get right on outta town.

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xtuffx:

The ceo of abercrombie and fitch literally looks like a bag full of smashed assholes.

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wonderland-in-the-dark:

godstoy:

This. I must rant:
Six years ago, before everything started, I was a brilliant kid. I would draw, write, play the piano and everything came from the inside, nobody taught me (my parents were against it) and it made me happy. Slowly, depression sneaked in, and I started losing my talent, the very little I had. Before that I would pass all my tests without even looking at the testbook. Now I can’t concentrate and I fail practically everything, I can’t play more than 5 minutes straight the piano and my creativity is absolutely gone, which has left me with nothing, because art was all I had. I sleep way too much and wake up tired. So I went from a kid who shined and was admired to someone who is constantly disappointing people, because they expect me to be as good as I was before, and I aren’t anymore.
I can’t. I can’t study, I can’t rest, I can’t create. Literally, a part of me is dead, and I can’t help it. It makes me so sad.

omg i feel your pain

wonderland-in-the-dark:

godstoy:

This. I must rant:

Six years ago, before everything started, I was a brilliant kid. I would draw, write, play the piano and everything came from the inside, nobody taught me (my parents were against it) and it made me happy. Slowly, depression sneaked in, and I started losing my talent, the very little I had. Before that I would pass all my tests without even looking at the testbook. Now I can’t concentrate and I fail practically everything, I can’t play more than 5 minutes straight the piano and my creativity is absolutely gone, which has left me with nothing, because art was all I had. I sleep way too much and wake up tired. So I went from a kid who shined and was admired to someone who is constantly disappointing people, because they expect me to be as good as I was before, and I aren’t anymore.

I can’t. I can’t study, I can’t rest, I can’t create. Literally, a part of me is dead, and I can’t help it. It makes me so sad.

omg i feel your pain

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