dreamingdusk:

people who can go to Disney World/Disneyland pretty much any time they want

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yell0jell0 asked:
Like who are you?

I’m the fucking queen, peasant.


Anonymous asked:
You are adorable.

Thank you! I would say the same, except… I can’t make a judgement of a grey face..


antoe1knee asked:
<3 your blog!

Thank you ^^~



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yugosadai asked:
i love your blog! ;)

Haha thank you~


I wait and wait~

:/ I want an answer… If I don’t get one or if you disagree, I’ll be there regardless, hoping you might show up randomly… I’m sorry


justinkace:

Hes Hot hahaha

sassy-gay-jake-english:

daydreamdryad:

have you ever looked at your gf/bf and thought

wow

how did i get so lucky

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yeah

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smilingemoticon:

laperspective:

I loved The Great Gatsby before it was trendy…

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dylanlombardi:

coooode:

And that’s the most frustrating thing about depression. It isn’t always something you can fight back against with hope. It isn’t even something — it’s nothing. And you can’t combat nothing. You can’t fill it up. You can’t cover it. It’s just there, pulling the meaning out of everything. That being the case, all the hopeful, proactive solutions start to sound completely insane in contrast to the scope of the problem.

It would be like having a bunch of dead fish, but no one around you will acknowledge that the fish are dead. Instead, they offer to help you look for the fish or try to help you figure out why they disappeared. 
(x)

You know when you read something that’s so accurate that you don’t know how to words?
Yeah.

“The problem might not even have a solution. But you aren’t necessarily looking for solutions. You’re maybe just looking for someone to say ‘sorry about how dead your fish are’ or ‘wow, those are super dead. I still like you, though.’”

This makes me want to cry.

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