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Group Therapy! Whee!
The people on the white floors/bright lights scene tend to be receptive to simplicity, because we don’t care about each other, we just want to get to our turn.
Pretty accurate.
(Source: lucifucker)
reblogged from lasciate ogne speranza voi ch'entrate.
(via becomingnothing)
Incredi-haaaaaawt.
reblogged from becoming no[thin]g.
What is it with this country? The one day we get nice weather - not even that sunny, if I’m honest - along come the scourge of the summer. They have an uncanny knack of finding any teensy weensy hole and getting into the house, then spending their time dashing their stupid heads against the window and making a horrible racket. Of course, you can’t try to let them out or even approach them, because the beastly creatures sting you as soon as you get into their line of sight. And I swear they get bigger each year.
This. Seriously. This. My face is so numb and swollen! I don’t even know where it came from, but I felt it like a thump on my face and looked over and there it was, swinging it’s butt around and doing it’s “HAHAHAHA I JUST STUNG YOU” dance.
And then SMASH SMASH it was dead. My face though? Still the size of a melon.
reblogged from Holy blonde cheerleader, Batman!.
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Looks Just Like The Sun by Broken Social Scene.. reminds me of my ex-girlfriend and quite possibly the most amazing woman I never loved.
